most days she felt as old as some trees
tainted by some unknown disease
mulling over a life misspent
wondering where all of it went
at times she heard music that touched her soul
the once current hits now solid gold
the brown spots faded her lines erased
sadness, regrets, by the music chased
she danced so freely around the room
singing away her sense of gloom
the teenage girl who loved to roll and rock
came out again, to beat the clock
i can relate to all of this...
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