Dirty Diamond
A Diamond is what I am.
I was made in the heat and pressure of the world.
Some thought I was a rock, so they threw me in the fire.
Even though it hurt, it only made my soul shine brighter.
I am something beautiful in a world were some don't think so.
I am something that can sparkle more than the stars in the sky.
Making the world change fo me and not for the world.
I AM A STRONG, FIERCE, AND TALENTED GIRL.
I took the perfect that haunted me and through it away.
It wasn't real...Just imaginary.
When you shine a light though me and truely look inside.
You will see colors that decorate my hope, passions and dreams.
Truely I am much more than what I seem.
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