just a poem i wrote.......

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made this when i had nothing bettewr to do. i'm not sure if this will load as in my layout but feel free to comment... one day, when i'm old and wrinkled and my hair have all turned gray i wonder, would you still love me or would you have gone astray? when my knees have all gone wobbly and my back is already bent would you still care for me or follow where beauty went? when my senses have gone and my mind have strayed will you still be there for me or should i be afraid? but then again, maybe not when you come to think of it really, for when i'm old and ugly you would have grown old with me.