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Apr 2014
Mom
I still remember you coming into my room to sing Fleetwood Mac

I still remember the days we used walk up the stairs and sing friends forever

It's like you're dead, but you are still living

I am torn between if I should miss you or hate you

Even though I'm older I still need someone around

Every time Van Morrison comes on I will think of you

Maybe you will dance in the dark thinking of me

Why couldn't you stay

I don't see why it took so quick to leave

I’ll miss you

But I can never forgive you
Olivia Rose
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