WHY DOES IT SEEM EVERY BODY DESIRES TO TEMPT ME BUT THEN CRY WHEN TRUTHS-TO-BEAR AND STRIFE IS EXPOSED? ONLY TO THEN TAKE CONSOLATION IN THE IDEA THAT EVERYBODY ELSE IS UP TO THE SAME AND THAT I COULDN'T POSSIBLY LOVE AFTER BEING SO PULVERIZED? IT WOULD SEEM IMAGINING THE HORROR KNOWS NO BOUNDS ESCAPING ALL COMPASSION FOR THE OTHER
