None of us are getting out of here alive
I reckon it all starts when we are five
the joy and the fun in living excites
shiny new things are in your sights.
Your teen years expand the world
when your limbs and sex unfurl
two score years we all go wild
party, mingle, fuck, beguile.
Marriage and children,
life's never the same.
Money saved.
Chest shaved.
Quadruple bypass.
Out to grass.
Grandchildren came.
Pills and frames.
Staring at the grave.
Memories gone,
for everyone.
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