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blue diamonds
there's a certain few notes of a certain few songs-
just one bar and it fills my mind-
triggering a Tsunami of memories
of things I've left behind.
bittersweet Aches, it paralyzes me-
remembering all the Scars
moonlit conversations-
that night, under the stars.
I can still feel the grass, tickling my face-
the chill beneath a February sky.
I remember it with regret
wishing I had one more chance to retry.
I may warn, to any,
this slope is very steep
and when you fall, and see who pushed
you might find a wolf dressed as a Sheep.
I can't forget blue diamonds-
nor that shiny gold-
and it'll always hurt to see them,
things I never got to hold.
Sweet, Tragic melodies ring out clear
with meanings I can't let go-
Sorrowful serenity, silent insanity
Emotions flying to and fro.
I can't leave it behind-
I've said too many words.
put myself out on the line-
I'm not surprised that I got Hurt.
the music, still Pounding in my ears-
piano and guitar sing along
I can feel the drums, inside my chest-
I'm living this beautiful song.
the lyrics, they're Perfection
I hang on to every line
-upbeat and happy, or Quiet and melancholy-
with my life, they Intertwine.
those diamonds, how they haunt me
the gold is Imprinted in my mind
I never will forget them
no matter what else I may find.
oh, I see it Everywhere
the warm metal in my hands-
and as saltiness Stings my cheeks,
I remember how I lost that chance.
and as the music finally dwindles-
drawing to a close
I think, with Clearest hindsight
of all of the Heartache, that I chose.
no, I can't forget blue diamonds-
and I can't forget the gold
but I have to find something better-
and finally escape from their hold.

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