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Apr 2014
The night was ours when you asked.
Maybe I was into you.
Thought how you open your room to me.
I still remember "How" It came to this.
Rude and hair so messy  but I still picture you.
This time really feels no doubt "I"....
Can't or I won't "Say".
Make it easy to just be.
I take it all in.
Close those eyes. Just "Take Me In".
Stand above all else being with you.
Shallow games you play.
Promises or Not let it ride.
Dianne Guerrero
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Dianne Guerrero  San Diego Ca
(San Diego Ca)   
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