gem
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The deeper I mine
The less I find
Wasting my time
While being kind
The diamonds fly
Out of my reach
I remember when you walked into the room
Your eyes touched mine, then flicked away without a second glance
Honestly i didn't know anything could be so good
Then you spoke and my world crashed and scattered
I am not a flower
with rays and insects to make
pink, velvety, elegant petals
to bloom and swoon on someone's gate
I am no sweet
who must be watched and created
needing everything in nature
Flashing gems mount the noble crown
Dashing passions paint the milky gown
Pulsing plights sound within the hue-ringed hole
Convulsing fashions taint the beautiful soul
