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Just like a faucet that leaks 
And there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is going to drown

Just like a faucet that leaks

And there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half empty or half full

It slowly rises, your love is going to drown



- David Levithan, Every You, Every Me

- David Levithan, Every You, Every Me




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