Diamonds die alone.
Through diamonds, light is shone.
Diamonds are made from dust,
Diamonds are human's lust- lost, you mean?
Either way, diamonds radiate.

Diamonds are made from pressure;
Heat and movement tethered together
Diamonds we have today.
Now humans feel the need to emulate.

Diamonds can go fuck off.
Diamonds slice above all that's soft.
Diamonds are tough hard nuts.
Diamonds have many faces to their cut.

Diamonds are girl's best friend,
Diamonds cannot be lent.
Diamonds signify wedlock,
Diamonds put me out of pocket.

Diamonds are nothing but rock
Diamonds are nothing but bloody obstacles in the ground for Earthworms.
Diamonds are freckles on a volcano.

How would you know what Diamonds are?

The End

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