We were all coal
Built not for beauty
Underground we stay
From sunlight away
Put under pressure
Not to accept defeat
We fought the heat
With no will to plead
Risen, dug out,
To shine out,
Above the rest
Become the best
Without we knowing
Without we realizing
We are now diamonds
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Hearts of Roses
PoetryA series of poems about romance life and its ups and downs. Mostly downs, but that's what reality is. Too many ups will give you painful downs. More downs and less ups makes balance. Or maybe I'm just seeing it wrong. Oh, and a wee bit of creepines...
