Diamond In the Rough

Diamond in the rough, diamond's beauty framed Upon hand of the lady loved by man Lady who wears honor graces her domain Lady possessed, owned: his games began Diamond in the rough cuts to the core Breaking down polished diamond whose surface Begins to crack becoming his captor Fed lies, half-truths, manipulated abased Her confidence destroyed, looking at ring Too tight like life, at least it sparkles still Man_diamond in rough, untamed, would be king Never will be, to dream of change unreal Life being suffocated or life free Choices made will life always this be? Sponsor: Joann Grisetti Contest: Copy Cat Contest Author that inspired: Edna St. Vincent Millay First Line of Poem: Only the diamond and the diamond's dust In the book that I have it is untitled First line of poem used to find the work