"Cherished Necklace"

Lost and stranded on this gloomy island,

A delicate necklace in my hand.

Trapped and caved in my own asylum,

They all said I will be forever damned.


This necklace is mine for it was a gift,

Enclosed in a box, he said he loved me.   

I am trapped here eternally adrift, 

While he's somewhere afraid and wondering.


This necklace is what's keeping me vibrant,

Without it I would've let myself die.

This meaning screams to me, yet it's silent,

For this gift will always be a prize.


A necklace that gives me passion and life,

Forever holding it without any strife.    




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