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Apr 2014
Where are we going,
"Just go to sleep, we are just driving"
They say I am sick,
They say I need help,
I didn't mean to say it,
I didn't mean to tell you how sad I would be,
Car ride, you hold me back,
You tell me to go to sleep.
Diana
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Diana
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