diamonds
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like roses and diamonds
we flip but never flop
even if we slip off
eventually,
we wont fall off
roses are tossed around by wind
but firm is there root
She has flowers in her
Golden wheat hair.
Her limbs are tree branches,
With leaves at her fingertips.
Her eyes are brilliant stars;
Her face glows with warm sunlight.
Her eyes were like diamonds, glassy and sharp.
They pierced into the souls of whomever came her way.
They were the reason he wanted her so badly.
He felt a longing, a pull, that he could not explain.
〰 I Am that Real 〰
I am the element in the steel of these heels; the strength in this metal when it's chilled.
A woman with so much determination and will, because titanium flows freely through my organs and cells.
Love cannot be bought.
I would not love you
if you gave me riches beyond my imagination.
I don't want emeralds, diamonds, or gold.
I would give up everything I have for one, perfect Ruby.
At first
I thought you were diamond embedded
And then
I saw how imperfectly you were created
You willow crying like you lost perfection
And some of us
see your little perfect complexions
Flowers and tree begin to bloom,
Finally getting out of the winter blues.
My dog runs around the backyard,
Always keeping our house on guard.
You cant stop me baby
You can't hold me back
I'm flying,
seeing stars
not dying
feeling for once
I'm shinning
being bright
no hiding
this is life.
Baby
Flawless: Adjective,
Definition: Perfect
I am flawless, flawless like a diamond. I am the Diamond.
A diamond? yes. a diamond.
I am a Diamond, Not a pearl, sapphire or crystal.
I was created from tons of heat and pressure
From this a beauty came about admiration by everyone
I AM FLAWLESS.
He got depressed
The pain had got the best
Of him and his mind
No one knew of his distress
Because he was the best
At hiding things
He chose the blade and then gently caressed
The sky is so bright but there is no sun
Balls lost from sight in the light leave you on the run
Searching for the ball as the missing piece to a puzzle
hours go by in only seconds of action
The clean cut edges,
The smoothness of each base,
Every corner better than the next,
Perfectly polished,
Standing in awe of its grandness,
The happiness melts in,
First,
Second,
Third,
Tear ducts have rusted,
Oxidized for too long.
A speck of water remains,
Unabashed by nature’s ways.
A diamond presents itself.
To marvel at its beauty is ignorant,
To marvel through its beauty is luck.
