Kendra Scott

You were a neckalce that HE gave me

A gift, a present, a statement of commitment.

Oh how the tables turned as that pearl of loyalty faded.

I was happy, In love, naive to your shiny gloss

I hid from the rust and tangled chain, that stained its charm.

Oh how times have changed since I was last harmed..

Stronger now, without that chain of tangled webs.

On to better things without all that rust

With a new strong diamond like ME.

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