Childhood Fading
You have dreams like raw
diamonds waiting to be
cut, shaped and polished.
But you dont truly
see your dreams: To you they seem
like dull silent rocks.
And because you are
under so much pressure you
fail to realise
that when you breathe you
exhale a glittering cloud
of diamond dust.
The child within is
doubtful that its last chance will
even be perceived.








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