Diamonds

I have a heart made of diamonds held together by dust 
And it's scared of the silence so the beat's always rushed 
Like a prince made of bruises as the battle drawers near 
It runs low on excuses not to hide in the fear 
See the issue with diamonds, sometimes the pressure's too much 
And in the presence of violence even more turns to dust 
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