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06 July 2007 @ 01:31 pm
A Word Unspoken  
For snow-covered mountaintops
I would run.
For teardrops rolling down a crooked smile
I would spill my blood on the sand.
For that one word I want you to hear
I would give my last breath.

It's a good thing we haven't met;
Because I can no longer chase the mountain passes,
I won't give salt for salt or lead for lead,
And I don't know how to say <3.
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