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Alfredo

I want to write you something perfect For every perfect moment you gave me. You helped me everytime I was down, Just you and I with music cranked loud. You were worth every dollar I gave you, You were worth all the grief you gave me. Do you remember when we got high At a dead end street in a development? Do you remember when we felt low, Rolled down all the windows, And sang so loud that the people would stare. It feels like we were always in a rush, You were the reason I stopped taking That toxic number four bus, It made me so sick, I would get in the door, And just throw up. You were the wingman no one noticed, You were the therapy I never went to, All the loses and victories, you were there. Every obstacle I ever pushed passed, Everytime I felt like a failure, Putting my head on your dash. All the nights I laid out with you Just watching the stars and moon. Although it's been more than a decade, With you, it still feels too soon
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Written by
ryan-maroni
33 / M
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Written by
ryan-maroni
33 / M
Published
Oct 23, 2019
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Dedicated to my first car

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#alfredo#dreamfisher
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