Never lose sight of your diamonds
Although your volcanoes erupted on everything you loved,
And turned your charms into ash
You cannot help but feel sorry.
And you cannot help but try and clean up the mess.
Bottled up emotion
Always explodes
Did you not see this coming?
But trust me when I say this,
No matter how far your fire travels,
It will never burn your diamonds
There still lies treasures
Underneath all of the smoke.
You just have to remember
To never lose sight of them..
-m.c.-
People always tell me to never lose sight of my dreams
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