I can still feel the cold floor as my bare feet touch
the color of the room is as alive as ever
those days of watching the world outside a small window go by
slowly rotting away from the inside out
these memories will never fade away
the question will always remain
why me?
why now?
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Will you, Will you love me tomorrow? So Will You, Will you stay with me today? Will you, Will you be here tomorrow? So Will You, you remember yesterday? Will you? So Will You? Will you?