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HUSH
HUSH
QUIET-- I still my heart and deny myself his memory. Smothering out the sounds that once set me free.
SILENCE-- Wiping off those mirrors, images of a warm embrace. Forgeting the rainbow colors when I saw your smiling face.
LOUD-- Too loud, the crushing sounds of when I was once his. A symphony of no reason, now have brought me to this.
WORDS-- Words, now with no meaning, painted on silken skin. Are etched like tattoos as a reminder of our lustful sin.
EMPTY-- A new day always comes and brings with it its new light. As I move forward without you nowhere in sight.
Echoes still linger -- never too far.
Time will heal -- be still my heart.
QUIET-- I still my heart and deny myself his memory. Smothering out the sounds that once set me free.
SILENCE-- Wiping off those mirrors, images of a warm embrace. Forgeting the rainbow colors when I saw your smiling face.
LOUD-- Too loud, the crushing sounds of when I was once his. A symphony of no reason, now have brought me to this.
WORDS-- Words, now with no meaning, painted on silken skin. Are etched like tattoos as a reminder of our lustful sin.
EMPTY-- A new day always comes and brings with it its new light. As I move forward without you nowhere in sight.
Echoes still linger -- never too far.
Time will heal -- be still my heart.
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