I've got a jewel
where my third eye should be.
It's a diamond, so I can take a hard look
at everything I see.
My sights set on you,
on us, and on me.
Until I can etch our story permanently
into the tangled folds of my memory
I've got a jewel
in my skull soaked in time.
It's a diamond, so I can think very hard
about all I decide.
Each facet throws light
on thought and on knowing.
Yet I've grown more and more pale
and shown only what shadows sing.
I've got a jewel
for a heart behind bone.
It's a diamond, so I feel very hard
and quite alone.
But it's still a precious stone
to those with keen eyes.
Just look hard and think hard, what would
you do with a diamond this size?
Chris Yvon
7 years ago
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