I wish I didn't know now,what I didn't know then..

There's this weird paradox that occurs over time,that a body should be able to pass along to their progeny.

I mean,..if we can caution our children not to stick beans up their noses,and have them dutifully comply,why can't we impress upon them the tragic consequences of handing out their heart,like as if it were some kind of renewable resource?..

Well there's a paragraph that only works if you can hear the sound in my head,..so I'll rephrase.



'Lover's Cross'