By Damien Knight
Love me dear like tomorrow isn’t coming
Cuz this life has no guarantee
I’ll love you like a man who’s dying
You’re what sets me free
Darling, one day I won’t wake up
We exist on borrowed time babe
So drink deep of life cup
The healthy and the sick will die
So let’s escape and live our dreams
Let’s live, Aniya, without regret
I can’t wait until tomorrow
It may never come, hold me don’t forget
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