Unspoken
No words can we say
No sounds made from our lips
Silent as ever
Silent as death
No pain in our movement
Only the faint touch of breath from our lips
We are silent, barely breathing
Living for the day of sound...
No sounds made from our lips
Silent as ever
Silent as death
No pain in our movement
Only the faint touch of breath from our lips
We are silent, barely breathing
Living for the day of sound...
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