Spare Me Your False Comforts, Spare Me Another Sunrise
every day is a battle of attrition. twenty-four hours of being beaten into submission. and i watch myself in the mirror turn into a walking corpse. another day passed is another pyrrhic victory. another word spoken is another white lie. spare me your false comforts, spare me another sunrise. and give me the oblivion of unconsciousness, the peace i long for.
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