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Grow Old

Grow Old

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You charmed me 

While we were young, 

Sparked my feelings, ignite a 

Burning fire, which still 

Cracks the flames out 

Of me every time I glance at you. 


Through thin and thick 

We persevered, still 

Find you attractive, 

We grew grey hairs 

Gasping great air,


Peered the sun peeling 

Its stunning, beauty before us.

Shedding tears of 

Lost ones. Rain of fears 

Thinking perhaps you're 

Next and I can't live 

Without you.


We grew old and bold,

Molded, and shouldered 

Each other shared tears,

Sorrow and pain, borrowed 

Your suffering and owned.

Designed them mine so

We could be one. 



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