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It seems that my brain
Doesn't think I exist
In the dusk of life,
When I try to think of me
At the time ingenuity
And artfulness waste away,
And the body is propelled
By pills and machines,
Locked away where
People don't have to think
About you until it's time
To pay the monthly bill,
I think it's time for me
To hurry up and
Accomplish the unthinkable,
So that I will be
Immortalized in my youth,
Because I am
Deathly afraid of
Growing old.
I saw an ad for a senior citizens assisted living home. And it made me depressed.
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RedSuzanne Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
You and me both. *sigh*

This is very well stated and I of course, could sympathize.
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Vegetabelle Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2013  Student General Artist
Thank you. You're so kind. Thank you for the favorite as well, by the way.
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