Sleeping it all away. Sleeping to spend hours, hours that bite and gnaw and torture. Can't stand thinking. I need to be tranquilized, need to have something in my blood to keep a distance. Need to be able to fight back at the pain - or turn my back at it. Goodbye, farewell, I'm not afraid of you. I just don't want you. You entrench my soul and my
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