Where blinded by her own perspective, small they grew that she lost a glimpse of herself. Her lids enclosed in  on her, letting her view her inner most catastrophes. There she perceived her agony ,contusions, her displease of herself that kept anguishing her. She tried throwing them in a desolated latitude, because she couldn’t bare the stabbing pain no longer. Nails she used to penetrate her lids so her peepers could sense her heavenly body again.... ou she was pleased
  
Pleased that her lapis lazuli eyes were naked again.