crystal clear

sometimes I am an angel
sometimes I am a devil that breathes
but most times I am crystal clear
my heart beats the rhythm of my life
my blood is red
and my eyes are dark
with a star inside my star
a star disappears
and fire is here
and it becomes crystal clear
I look at my hands
and I see the person
I’ve come to be
and the anger fades away
and I smile all the way
until you cross that line

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