And tore my world apart;
It left me reeling in the dust,
And left a shattered heart.
The precious gem I treasured,
Now at my feet lay marred;
The bomb had done its damage,
Forever it would be scarred.
Once purity is removed,
Nothing can bring it back;
It can be polished and set again,
But natural luster it will lack.
I didn't guard it carefully,
This gem that God gave to me.
Please keep it safe from more ruin,
This is my earnest plea.
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