This is as quiet as it gets Hush down now, go to sleep We were once perfect me and you "We'll never leave this room Hush You colored my eyes red Your love's not alive it's dead This letters written itself inside out again
When rivers turn to roads and lovers become trends
Hush this is where it ends This is the calming before the storm This absolution is always incomplete It's always bittersweet
- automatic loveletter -
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