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Written by: aramin

Illustrated by: WSM

and what will happens when I’m old,

when I’m brittle and no longer gold,

would you look at me ashy and love me less,

or would you hold my hands tight through my death.

you said you loved me for my beauty,

is my love enough or is it unworthy,

is it beautiful enough or has it gotten ugly

over my years of life, would you still love me?