The color of Love
Some people say my color is black
Others say I'm like my mom who's white
Friends ask me.. hey man, does it make you look back?
No, man, its just a matter of light...
Often I'm asked if I'm confused by my multi-colored self
Not at all.. not at all I say.....
I'm just the color of love.
Michael C
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