self-perdition a crumbled faith the auto-poetic curse of one's own wraith a wrathful possession unwillful obsession; a relinquishing of arms not to fight such is our right to court these devil's charms
Isn’t it only the indulgent man who can disdain himself enough to muster the hatred to look for the ugliness inside him—some men even with a grin and gallows humor?
The Prodigal