Don’t want to die old
Decrepit and torn
Forgotten and lost
Forever forlorn
Don’t want to live life
One step at a time
Watch it in slow motion
Rip through my feeble mind
I want to charge forth
Like the fist of the wind
Ride milestones
In a rage of a whim
I want to die young
Feeling light in my soul
While my body declines
And my breath goes afoul
I would like to see you
Grow and cherish each dram
Of the time and the love
Left behind when I am gone!
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