Eternal Youth
by Siberia

Note: Brought to life by Padmé's funeral scene in Star Wars: Episode III.

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Heed not to fanciful tales
Which claim to know the secret
Of everlasting beauty

It lies not in ambrosia
Nectar or the sweet fountains
Flowing in faraway lands

It cannot be found amongst
Exotic elixirs or
Idun's life-giving apples

It is not knowledge kept by
The serpent who eluded
Gilgamesh's lunging grasp

It is not contained within
Medea's boiling cauldron
Or the wondrous Sangreal

The secret of timeless youth
Has always been in our hands
Should we accept the demands

Ere age grinds us to dry husks
Slip the noose around the neck
Shoot a bullet through the head

Swallow alcohol and pills
Let the blood rush from slit veins
Jump in front of moving trains

We would then escape Life's toils
For Decay cannot reach us
When we walk past Death's threshold

Our smooth faces shall remain
Beautiful in memory
Young for all eternity