He was black and I loved him
His heart was black and I hated him
How do I choose between right and wrong when I love and hate him black
or am I as confused as a chameleon?
no! maybe I'm as indecisive as Oliver Twist.
It is true that love is blind
but more true it is that I can see I am white and still I'm stuck hating and loving black at same time.
oh my lover! can't you help me choose?
don't you love me as much as I love you?
can't you be white like me?
no don't change who you are if you love you black.
I will be fine.
I love you black.
goodbye.
©cindy_p
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