Some words are better left unsaid. If you say them it means you'll hurt the ones you love. If you don't, those pieces of coal will be scratching your throat and darkening your heart. Words are stuck and heavy for some, who keep them in whilst others set them free, out in the open, into someone else's hears, heart and grudge. Either one chooses to be heavier and polluted or log down those around with sharpened, edgy, killing syllables. No matter what, there's always a victim.
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sim, com as palavras amamos, com elas deixamos...mas não deixamos de amar com palavras, antes as palavras que o silêncio.
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