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There's not a lot to be said
The only words I hear are the words unspoken But though silence has come in between us I listen to you just as deeply as I did before Some sounds do nothing but open up the wounds Others give you illusion of miracle healings Why speak when you can feel, inside Without anything else but your heart I know I shouldn't be this way I should believe that words can be more than lies And I do, but don't tell me you love me Silence seems a better choice...
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