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The only diamond worth having

Pull the lose thread on my sweater;
it won’t matter if you don’t,
we’re tearing at the seams anyways.

Though,
its fabled life is but a dream.
Hold my hand while I sleep.

The others simply,
slid broken glass over my fingertips-
And I don’t mind because
the only diamond I need is you.



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