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Mar 2015
Long ago,
seems a century ago now,
I came upon what I
thought was a jewel
in the sand;

a diamond in the rough.
The most valuable jewel
I possessed,
but,
one day I took a
closer look and discovered
my diamond was not
a diamond at all,
or any kind of precious stone.

It had lost its luster
and in my hand all I had
was a broken piece of glass,

then,
it cut me.



-by Mercurychyld
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* I wrote this years ago, while going through a betrayal then a divorce. It's been reworked a bit from its original.*
Mercurychyld
Written by
Mercurychyld  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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