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blue diamonds
what we don't know (we don't know)
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I've seen the way they look at you
across the busy street,
with twilight in their eyes
but yours they'll never meet.
Blue diamonds
in the reasons you were come -
returned to this.
Summertime
wrapped in winter blankets
(stole a kiss).
Left alone
with a cup of yesterdays -
might a penny buy (a lifetime)
a softer place to lay.

I've seen the world
through other eyes -
not the ones I'm using now.
There are places one can run to,
will change it all somehow.
Not the mission
or the marriage -
not the road beyond the bend -
but a house (I once was dreaming)
purple walls
are falling in.

There's a row of stones
need mending -
busted down by moving on.
Some mother cried (her baby came)
another leaving home.
There's a place he was
(a place beside)
my name is written there.
A barbwire fence
and ten year weeds -
nobody left to care.

But I do -
I care enough to see you now.
I won't turn away
from anguish
if it's a moment you'll allow.
When I can see
the best you are
is colored black and blue.
There's dirty words
and dirty worlds -
but it's the best that you can do.

From here I see to times before,
when wandered to and fro.
Never knew where you were going,
til it came the time to go.
Nowhere was home,
nowhere was far -
far enough that you'd forget
what it felt to hurt,
what it meant to heal
(you're waiting on that yet).

I've seen the way they look at you,
and I wonder if they care
just how much they have to learn
from you -
how much you have to share.

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