emerald tears prop up a broken ego

the passageway is lit to my heart

I know it is therapeutic and lucrative

to follow the ruby routine

but my inexpensive amorousness

straddled a walk on the wilds

It's not too late

to defy the diamond metropolis

nervous neon signs cast

a sprinkled shadow on

my onyx walkway

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