When you look apon me, what do you see?
Surely not a rose or a gem in a vault.
When you hear me speak to you, my voice concerned,do you hear me, or music; as if from a harp?
You are my true diamond, pure radience, shining through my blackened heart.
You are my torch bearer, guiding me through the pain of the world.
There is nothing I would want that you couldn't give me.
I wouldn't trade your affection for all the gems in the world.
You truley mean the world to me.
Even if the world was to cast all its pain into me, you would show me the way back to happieness.
You are worth more than life itself.
This is because;
You are what my heart yearns for.
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