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Her phone lights up again. It’s well past 2 am. She checks it. Hoping and praying that it’s him. She is disappointed once again As her thoughts And her phone Once again fade To the same shade of darkness That she holds within.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 3:47 AM UTC
Fade to Black
Her phone lights up again. It’s well past 2 am. She checks it. Hoping and praying that it’s him. She is disappointed once again As her thoughts And her phone Once again fade To the same shade of darkness That she holds within.
j-foster
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 3:47 AM UTC
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