while I love your inconsistency
you don't know this but you're just the same as me
"We saw the western coast
I saw the hospital
Nursed the shoreline like a wound
Reports of lover's tryst
Were neither clear nor descript
We kept it safe and slow
The quiet things that no one ever knows"
The difference between you and I is that I want to know the amount, about it all.
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