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... is for jewel,
A diamond in the rough,
Chestnut curls,
Brave and tough,
Iron armor,
And a golden heart,
Rising up,
Setting her apart,
The flame she carries,
Will never blow out,
It takes more than a wave,
To drag her down,
The sun's rays,
Beat off her skin,
A remarkable glow,
You can't help but grin,
There's something special,
In those hazel eyes,
That drives her forward,
Despite the cries,
The hardships,
And the misfortune,
Her wings have spread,
Ready to take flight,
The voices no longer taunt her,
Because she knows she's always right

Dedicated to that one friend who lights a flame in the darkest hour. A jewel that cannot afford to be lost.
Unihorse_tamerXD

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