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Jun 2015
i think i saw you, and just the mere thought of you being there made me lose my breath,
and i realize i still want you for the bad, the good and the ugly.

i'm not much of a prayer but i'll pray for one last conversation, one last touch, one last kiss,
one last i love you.
Diana Mendes
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Diana Mendes
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