After Midnight
Oct 27, 2025 路 1 min read 路 I breathe through cool breezes,These moments are all I can lend,I plead with you with folded hands,O night, please don鈥檛 end. I hate tomorrows and overmorrows still,Days anew and I鈥檒l have to pretend,I would rather be in your arms and true,O night, p...
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