Unwrapped Package
As I stand here looking at this body I see deep scars, I see stretch marks, I see dents, wrinkles and old age.
I"m aging and I'm scared.
Don't like what I see but if I don't, who will?
Must run and hide too much time lost, where did it go?
Scared he might no like what he sees.
Maybe he'll turn away from me, been doing it "all" my life.
Can't turn back the hands of time.
This body that was once young and so new, was used by many of men like you.
Now I stand here all alone wishing this unwrapped package was gone.
I"m aging and I'm scared.
Don't like what I see but if I don't, who will?
Must run and hide too much time lost, where did it go?
Scared he might no like what he sees.
Maybe he'll turn away from me, been doing it "all" my life.
Can't turn back the hands of time.
This body that was once young and so new, was used by many of men like you.
Now I stand here all alone wishing this unwrapped package was gone.
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