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your crystal clear...
made of pure glass..
i cannot see through you though...
though there is not one speck on you...
but you rip through the flesh in me..
the pain cuts deep in my soul...
it opens my eyes to the truth...
you were crystal clear..
but red flooded through you...
because of my closed eyes..
my flesh...
instead of hurt i feel fresh..
because crystal carved a scar on my flesh..
it will never return as it used to...
so now i stand up no matter how much flesh is in me...
you made me glass...
not as clear as you but, i will to try to achieve, crystal clear.

-violet heart