It's that time of night when everyone has drifted off into a peaceful slumber. But it is also that time of night when the brokenhearted lay awake staring up into the empty expanse of total darkness. It's now when the considered strong allow themselves to crumble and break against the heartache. The silent supressed tears will stain the faces of the ever-present forgotten ex-lovers. Their minds will be set free as they begin to race through memories of what was and thoughts of what could have been. But these midnight mourners must be quick, for at the first sign of normal life they plaster on their false smiles and live through the day like nothing is wrong, all the while patiently awaiting the hour of midnight blues...
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