Tintless

Twisted tints you view the world with, sometimes pink, sometimes blue

Sometimes bejeweled and framed in gold.

Sometimes tattered and glazed in dirt .

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When do you view tintless and clear?

When do you view tintless and clear without the urge of shattering the windows?

When do you view tintless and clear without the urge of shattering the mirror?

When do you view tintless and clear without the urge of drowning in sorrow?

For I drown in disdain, sorrow and agony when I see tintless.