old people waiting to die.
reflecting on what made us cry.
never knowing how where when or why.
extending lives money can not buy.
forever searching but never finding a soul mate that is the right guy.
nobody to ever talk to no one says hi.
staring eyes that pry.
boredom sighs.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
old people waiting to die.
reflecting on what made us cry.
never knowing how where when or why.
extending lives money can not buy.
forever searching but never finding a soul mate that is the right guy.
nobody to ever talk to no one says hi.
staring eyes that pry.
boredom sighs.
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