Marshall still hasn't called me, I've sat by the telephone everyday.
I've seen his precious face many times on television, lord do I miss him.
But I'm proud, im proud of my Marshall.
I'm just not sure if he's mine anymore
I've heard his music on the radio, it's like torture.
I hear him
I see him
I know him
but I still haven't talked to him
in 2 damn years.
I'm proud of my Marshall,i really am.
but I miss him.
I miss him a lot.
So many memories,
So many laughs we shared,
Are being thrown away.
But I'm proud of Marshall, the Marshall that was once mine.

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Love Me Again
Short Storythis is a short story about a girl who fell in love with Marshall Mathers.