What am I when I don’t think of you?
What am I when I’m not dreaming too?
Who am I when not standing in the rain?
Who am I when I have forgotten your name?
How can I live with no voice?
How can I believe without choice?
Why must time be wasted so carefree?
Why am I still me?
Why do things end this way?
Why do things end today?
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