It's what I've been told so many times.It does pass for that day,yet the day after and the day after that,the desire never subsides,it grows stronger until it beats me again,again and again.I know this is how I will die.I'm tired of fighting this,I'm tired of always being optimistic,tired of waiting for the day when the urge will pass,when I can awake to a new day and not curse the sunlight that shines through my bedroom blinds in the morning.
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