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I called out your name In the cold of the night I reached out for your hands In the loss of my sight I'm burnt up in the flame Thats so blue from your eyes I'm stitching the tears of my heart Caused by deep hurt of your cries Listen to me Listen to me That's the least you could do For me I called out your name Hoping you'd hear and look back With a smile hung up on your face Like I'm used to seeing on you A pierced heart is the gift That I left at your doorstep Well, that's sad enough for me A painful memory for you Hate is all there is In our lives and in our hearts While love was meant for some of you I'm not a part

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