Dirty Stone

Been living beside the river All alone and still With no one to talk to No one to share with Your body is cover of dirty mud You disgusted yourself because of how ugly you were Then someone picks you up And put you to the group of clean stones The look on their faces was unexplainable Yet you know for sure; They don't like you They don't want you And they feel disgusted the way they looked at you Tears fall from your dolorous eyes The rain suddenly poured and joined into your sadness The raindrops clears the dirty mud on your body And suddenly you shined brightly You are not a dirty stone you think you were You are not ugly people think you were You are not disgusting You are not what others think you are You are precious You're like a star that shines brightly; and twinkles beautifully You are everyone adores and treasures You are a diamond A diamond, my love

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