I fell in love with this boy!
He tells me you look pretty and i blush as i look at him with pity,
he tells me your eyes are a story
of beauty embolded.
I tell him you don't know what these eyes have seen and where they've been.
These eyes have have looked death in the eye and told it that it wasn't my time.
These eyes have seen the woman who raised me, shoved with a knife up her throat,
these eyes have seen hundreds of bodies dead and hundreds of graves buried without coffins,
these...