Aged
I look into the mirror
What do I see?
A stranger staring back at me
The beautiful face I knew so well
Has been wrinkled by a living hell
The hair, that always received much praise
Is broken, and tainted now with grey
The hands, once soft as the morning dew
Are worn, and tired like an old leather shoe
 
I blinked and it's over
Where did I loose my youth?
Can someone please tell me
For I haven't a clue
I can't get it back, it's forever gone
Just look in your mirror
"But, don't wait too long"

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BIDDIXGIRL
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LIFE IS A RIDE, EITHER OF JOY OR REGRET. WHICH DO YOU CHOOSE? THINK QUICKLY, YOU MAY SOON BE AT A DEAD END!
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Synopsis
We are young children, then before we realize it our youth is forever gone.
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