A precious gem that I once called mine,
Onyx that will never again shine.
Two emeralds never to blink,
Rubies never to speak.
The inclusive blind sedative of a heart,
A heart of gold stopped beating,
Drowned in a sapphire creek.
A silver spirit faded to gray,
I seem to have lost my precious gem today.
Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 10:46 PM UTC
A precious gem that I once called mine,
Onyx that will never again shine.
Two emeralds never to blink,
Rubies never to speak.
The inclusive blind sedative of a heart,
A heart of gold stopped beating,
Drowned in a sapphire creek.
A silver spirit faded to gray,
I seem to have lost my precious gem today.
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