No thrills
No frills
No fireworks
No fire
No ashes
No art
No sound
of a breaking heart
but a quiet moon
lights up my room
(and i can't hide
this tide
that pulls me ashore)
sometimes,
love breaks in
when its dark
and sometimes
you have to wait for it
to spark.
I love this song. Thanks Eirene :)
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