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...You're the echoes of my everything,
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom...
...You're the leaky sink of sentiment,
You're the failed attempts I never could forget.
You're the metaphors I can't create to contemplate this curse that I call love...
How will I break the news to you?
You're the emptiness the whole world sings at night.
You're the laziness of afternoon,
You're the reason why I burst and why I bloom...
...You're the leaky sink of sentiment,
You're the failed attempts I never could forget.
You're the metaphors I can't create to contemplate this curse that I call love...
How will I break the news to you?