Another sunrise is lost in the glow of the headlights, but today is the same as every other; no one stops to watch the days pass them by. We've all become the direction we're going... instead if the direction we are, and it's starting to look like the roads all meet at the same place. What happened to the days when the clouds painted the sky
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xo
Lou
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Thanks again.
Now shut the fuck up.
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