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Jan 2015
I tell myself to stay away,
Before I turn myself insane,
But diamonds aren't easily got.
Blood is shed.
Families lost.
If man can endure that for a stone,
I  may work my fingers to the bone,
And show you I am not,
Disloyal, untrustworthy, some one to be forgot.
For to you I will never lie,
The truth we will not shy.
And I'm not staying away,
Nor will I lead you astray.
Haylee Dicker
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Haylee Dicker  South East England
(South East England)   
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