Have I not loved so deeply and dedicated every virtue to writing every wrong as my heart not burning the entire gravitational weight of man's greed have I not taking it every single sin and ate them with Glee and yet I have not burned not even singed but somehow along the way they all died and yet I lived under clouds of sulfur dioxide and volcanic ruin my bitterness of loving too deeply has made me the demonic entity of greed and selfishness that I fought with every ounce of my soul to the point where I forgot where I left it.