No matter what we do we can’t stave off the end of youth.
the mark of time, the markers of life
lines to despise for the fragility they show
A lifetime of non-smoking won’t stave off
those marks of youth gone
nor all the years of lying in the sun
leathering our skins
no, despite the good living, the health kicks
or the black coffee wine & cigaettes
we all end up with those evil creases
above the lip, around the eye
who ever knew a wrinkle
could change your life!
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