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The young and the old. by ~Cloud-Fixative:iconCloud-Fixative:



When I grow old
I'll have tremors in my hands
from parkinsons.
I'll forget everything that I care about
because Alzheimers will flush my brains content
like the shit it is.
I'll stumble around
listless and confused.

But I'll be prepared.

The tremors I have now
are from drugs,
and alcohol makes me forget
your birthday
or her name.
I have no job,and so I pass the time
in any way I can.
And if I happen
to wake to a strange place
or a strangers face
I'll know I've had an adventure.
Life is grand.
©2008-2009 ~Cloud-Fixative
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Yep.

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