One Need Not Be A Chamber To

I Wonder If It Hurts To Live, And If They Have To Try, And Whether, Could They Choose Between, They Would Not Rather Die.

Pain - Has An Element Of Blank It Cannot Recollect When It Begun - Or If There Were A Time When It Was Not - It Has No Future - But Itself - Its Infinite Contain Its Past - Enlightened To Perceive New Periods - Of Pain.

A Bayonet's Contrition Is Nothing To The Dead.

We Meet No Stranger, But Ourself.

To Die Before One Fears To Die May Be A Boon.