Queen of Jewels

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Bathing in a sea of glistening gold,

molded from the finest of jewels she was a captivating sight to behold.


She turned wine into crystal diamonds,

trapped in the center of a glittering ruby island.

Everything she touched turned to gold,

obsessed with wealth her heart was growing cold.


She was granted an island of riches,

yet her aching heart was still in stitches.


Many men sailed to the island of prosperity,

only to be met with intense barbarity.

An island of jewels born from a woman's greed,

dyed red from the dead men that still bleed.


Her thirst for shimmering riches was quenchless,

her search for a jewel that never lost its shine was endless.

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