OLDBOY...
My hair is gone from dark to grey
My bodys strength is weak
I have aged, lost outter beauty
What is it you now seek?
I used to have girls on my arms
Tempt them with my charms
I loved each and all, every star sign
as a daily occurance my face grew a line
I am beautiful as I've always been
Just my shell is starting to crack
But I still and the same soul
With the love I never lack
So as you walk passed me
you glance and I wink
I will always have the love and lust
and the boyish thoughts I think
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