Growing Old

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    • Quintrem
    • I'm currently turning my poems into songs. A little re-writing here and there. Would be grateful to find someone who can write music. If anyone knows someone who can write music or who can sing, send them my way.

    Growing Old

     I know what my future holds
    My hair will turn grey
    My skin will get old

    My teeth will fall out
    I'll get gangrene
    Or a case of the gout

    My parents will die
    I'll miss them so much
    That I'll say "me oh my"

    I'll forget who I am
    Forget why I'm here
    Or just not give a damn

    Remembering the old days
    With a blank look on my face
    Looking with a gaze

    Just great my pants have a rip
    Forget growing old
    I'm leaving in my spaceship

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    Quintrem’s Poems (21)

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    Weirdness 0 06/07/2014
    If I could 1 11/14/2012
    Little One 0 05/24/2012
    Rocking Dead Man 1 05/24/2012
    Misguided Faith 0 02/24/2010
    Take Me 0 02/13/2010
    Growing Old 0 06/30/2009
    Happily Ever After 0 06/30/2009
    Junior 0 06/19/2009
    See what she could be 1 06/19/2009
    Identity 1 06/19/2009
    Without a home 0 06/19/2009
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