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Promise Ring
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My Broken Heart Delicate diamond
on my finger
tarnishes easily.
I swear it’s not real,
that the way it glistens
in the sunlight
is just a mirage.
Such a beautiful illusion,
a perfect counterfeit-
I couldn’t tell the difference,
until you tempered it.
Your vows were empty,
hollow,
not multifaceted,
just a shallow kind of love.
When I scratched the surface,
it rusted,
corroding what I once believed
about love.
