Saturday, May 21, 2011

Coal

Diamonds may come from coal
but beauty you can't find
set upon your finger
coal will never shine.
dirty black useless
unless your turning cold
damp and dreary desperate
it's warmth you can't help hold.
till the chill melts away
and the coal has turned to dust
don't think about the sacrifice
moving on you must
Find again your diamond
to match your shining eyes
find what makes you happy
no time now for goodbyes.

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