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Sep 2013
Listening to old songs bring back oldΒ Β memories. Sitting on the beach watching the sunset as you hear developed concepts. Feet in the water, its so warm like chocolate chip cookies come from the oven. I never knew you'd die that day, it did something deep inside of me that i couldn't portray. The thought of you still lingers in my mind, i can still smell your Cologne, and breath mint spray. When we kissed it was like our souls were intertwined with pure passion of art displays. i think of you everyday, i hope you know that. That drunk driver should have watched where he was going....
Selena Irulan
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Selena Irulan  San Diego, CA
(San Diego, CA)   
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