A heart’s scar

My heart was a scar covered stone

With unpolished blemishes of pain

Ironically my carver is the brutal world

That Uncovered the gem of a kind

One that is difficult to find.. 

 About which it’s often spoken.

A heart made of diamonds 

One that cannot be broken…

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