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Apr 2017
These words are all I have - hear me
talking, talking.
These words are all I am - hear me
talking, talking.
I hear you calling me in the dead of night.
I can hear you crying in the dead of night.

You lean towards despair at any given
opportunity, always tripping
over the fence that way. But maybe, just
maybe, you'll understand some day that

these words are all I have so hear me
talking, talking.
These words are all I am so hear me
talking, talking.
Hear me calling in the dead of night.
Please hear me crying in the dead of night.
Scarlet Niamh
Written by
Scarlet Niamh  21/Aberdeen
(21/Aberdeen)   
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