eyes that see eyes,
that see (dark) eyes,
determine fate
we are not old
old skin tastes bitter in my cup
cup of knowing (where i am) where am i?
take the road that leads to hell
each morning we are forgiven
remembered only by our mistakes, and not by our efforts
create pain/anger
given to me (i am i am i am,
please keep me unaware of what pain i will subside against)
i will take away your pain and anger
but only momentarily will it release into regret and unwillingness to reciprocate anything that is beauty
beautiful