A Piece of Coal
Pulled from darkness
And into light, born
But a short life was ended
With a quick burn
He was unable to accomplish
Every dream
Life wasn't as
He made it seem
He called himself
A piece of coal
And others joined in
Unaware of their toll
Pitch black soul
Or so people thought
But were they just clueless
And untaught
Just because their expectations
He couldn't reach
Didn't mean there wasn't
A diamond underneath
Copyright © Rachel Couvillon | Year Posted 2011
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