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The age on their faces, the pain in their eyes,
the sadness of being alone,
till the day that one dies,
Left by their loved ones, to suffer in pain
Not knowing what a new day will bring
"How could they do this" ?
The old folks keep adding
We know their still out there and time is just passing us by
While we sit here waiting to die
a mixed of emotions inside
we hide behind the false garb of compromise
Oh please come to see us
All we ask is your time, then when we go
we'll know that love is still kind.
