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Dead Tomorrow

What if I died tomorrow,
Would my last breath,
Clutching my breast,
Be your name?

What if a car hit me tomorrow,
Would it be my death,
Would it take a funeral,
To bring upon my name,

What if a lightning struch me tomorrow,
Would you cry and say my name,
LIke I've ALWAYS said your name,
Would it take charred remnants,
To recall the game?

What if I just stopped breathing,
I was tired of living for nothing,
So impassioned at an early age,
Would it take monotony to stifle rage?

What if you died tomorrow,
Would I ever stop crying,
There'd be not more denying,

We were impassioned at an early age,