7/10/2011

Rubies

Don’t you start to wonder?
Don’t you start to see?
Under all these layers
Someone has to be me
Diamonds, rubies, treasures
They come from far off lands
But nothing seems to heal me
I see that slide of hand
And don’t you try to comfort
When all you do is mock
You must have know all along,
I did not come to talk

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