If you cut me will I not bleed
And won't my blood be red, just like
yours
Not black, not brown, not white but
red, as blood should be
If you twist my heart will it not
crumble
And when it does will my soul not
quiver
will it not explode in ten thousand
deft shades
If you hurt me will I not cry
And won't my tears be pure and
crystalline
Not black, not brown not white but
transparent as tears should be
If you hit me will I not feel pain
And won't this pain be a colourless
pain
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