My legs are shaking
quaking
trying to give out.

My head is buzzing
fuzzing
filled with a single shout.

My heart is aching
breaking
filled with endless sorrow.

My soul is fading
aging
and fleeing from tomorrow.

They say you're only as young as you feel
but what happens when you feel old?
Does your body try to catch up
or does your spirit become more bold?
My Body
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