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May 3
I remember the day
When we were in the car
You put on a song
From your favorite band
I pretended to know the lyrics
So you wouldn't feel disappointed
I listened as you talked
Talked and talked and talked
About how you loved this band

I listened to that song
Over and over and over again

I still listen to the song
And it brings me to tears
Because I miss the way you where
I miss being daddy's little girl
But it's ok
Because I have my song
I have our song

And everytime I play the song
I remember the day in the car.
Written by
McKenna  14/F/(It’s a cry for help
(14/F/(It’s a cry for help)   
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   BangTheDoldrums
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