Let us discontinue the cycle of hurt,

of revenge for the just cause of understanding pain through reciprocity.

Let’s forsake this crazy cause hurting us both,

cutting off our limbs,

a better tomorrow beyond the reach of our nonexistent arms.

It will prevent us from writing the future,

as all we’ll see,

if we had eyes (which we’ve lost in the fight),

is the destruction of all we could dream to one day hold dear,

certainly the doom of all we currently do.

Please, my loves, let’s forsake this cause.

For all at the end of vanity

is death - dust and decay.