Come the Midnight Hour

Some nights are colored
By somewhat ancient desires
Some are colored by recent desires
Many are colored by indecent desires
Others are hand crafted and carefully designed
But each and every time without a fail
The nights are colored by darkness
Even if I own an orange star
Come the midnight hour
It’s dark inside

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