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The Ring part 1
That diamond ring she's sporting,
doesn't sparkle like it used to,
she just doesn't understand.
It always shown so brilliantly,
when it was on another hand.
it sits upon your finger,
of you it is not a part.
Too ashamed to give it's beauty,
because you tore away it's heart.
What once gave brilliance of light,
now sits alone and cries.
The gem turning milky,
a victim of your lies.
It now holds only value,
it's beauty is no more.
You ripped it from it's righful heir,
it sparkles never more.
KWB2012
doesn't sparkle like it used to,
she just doesn't understand.
It always shown so brilliantly,
when it was on another hand.
it sits upon your finger,
of you it is not a part.
Too ashamed to give it's beauty,
because you tore away it's heart.
What once gave brilliance of light,
now sits alone and cries.
The gem turning milky,
a victim of your lies.
It now holds only value,
it's beauty is no more.
You ripped it from it's righful heir,
it sparkles never more.
KWB2012
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