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     As she flickers and master the light

     The blood drips from the stone tip

   Blind blurry eyes crave for her sight

       But the blood continues to drip

     Who sees the sight of her

         Will pay millions of drips

  Pain fatigue entwine

Darkness devours me

But she shines, hard to be mine

To obtain is to sit on my bended wounded knee

But for what price

A shiny and impenetrable rock I see

A worthless Vice

Which mirrors the image of me?

And is it worth of my life?

What name is this I see

A diamond

Or a blood diamond, in me