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Jan 2020
You listen to me
But you don't hear me at all
I'm not so sure you heard
My screams and my bawls
You left me to sit here,
Watch me crumble and fall
Now I'm positive
You don't care at all
Because you never pick
Up the phone when I call
Now I'll sit here alone
And talk to these
Paper thin walls
Now I'll sit here alone and talk to these paper thin walls
Chrissy Ade
Written by
Chrissy Ade  F/Florida
(F/Florida)   
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     The Young Poet and Fawn
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