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Dec 2018
hour by hour the morning turns into afternoon and the afternoon turns into evening

and I don’t think of you.

the evening fades into the depth of night as i’m driving down a dark empty road.

the memories of us begin to flood in and suddenly i’m drowning;

until dawn saves me again.
© d.a.dens
dadens
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dadens  28/F/Denver
(28/F/Denver)   
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