Midnight Blues

Midnight Blues

Different. My Love, we were different.

Different

My love, we were different

Not typical, unusual

Unique and special


Confusion

We live in this world

Where black is not black

Where gray areas are common


Future

Do we have a tomorrow?

Can we find a path?

A road where each other meets


Love

Is it that feeling?

Were we sore?

Is it the end?

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