Administer the truth, but only if it will dull the pain. Pass the poison, make me live again.
I'd feel numb, but I can't remember how. I'd breathe, if I could find the words. I'd scream, for you anything.
Bandage the lies, if it will stop the bleeding. Strap me to the gurney, stop being so greedy.
Your compassion is a bed of nails. Your
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