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Jun 2013
I realized I wasn't the only one in his life,
He promised someone else she'll be his wife.
I'm not trying to be selfish, but he told me about the ring
and all the other different things we could be.
I was walking on the street all by myself, actually seeing how alone I was.
He was walking along the street with a beauty I couldn't beat....
-D.
Danaca Terlaje
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Danaca Terlaje  California
(California)   
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