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Do you chose love or do you chose money?
Reflections Of Color
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A Diamond A Day
by Brett Matthew West
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A Diamond A Day
His mansion calls you up yonder
To a place where you'd rather not be
The tears that you're crying tonight, Dear
Aren't the tears that you're crying for me
I can hear the rain falling so gently
While your love lingers on my mind
Tonight down here in the valley
I'm the one you left so far behind
His money can't buy you my loving
Nor can his silver and gold
You need more than four walls to hold you
When you're alone and the night is so long
Why do you let him hurt you
When sorrow is all you can see
When night time falls on his mansion
I wonder do you still think of me
Love is a diamond a day, Dear
This is the one thing I know
I'll be waiting to hold you
So come on down to the valley below
His mansion calls you up yonder
To a place where you'd rather not be
The tears that you're crying tonight, Dear
Aren't the tears that you're crying for me
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Author Notes
Thanks refman for the use of your picture. It goes so nicely with my little poem.
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