If I ever gave someone a chance
I hope she treats me as something delicate
But not fragile
Like how you’d treat a diamond if you had it
It’s the hardest element that can withstand enormous pressure
Yet it’s so rare and you treat it with so much care
Because you don’t go outside and find it everywhere
But then again I am not a diamond
What I want is not necessarily what I deserve
Penhive āļø

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