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terminator1
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15 Days.
360 long and sleepless hours. Oh the pain of seperation, which relentlessly sears my torn soul.
I have deperately tried to claw my way through each interminable minute, knowing that my strength will eventually fail me.
I have stared at the ceiling night after night with dead eyes, my skin crawling with a thousand spiders in my addicts curse.
It will end soon. It must.
360 long and sleepless hours. Oh the pain of seperation, which relentlessly sears my torn soul.
I have deperately tried to claw my way through each interminable minute, knowing that my strength will eventually fail me.
I have stared at the ceiling night after night with dead eyes, my skin crawling with a thousand spiders in my addicts curse.
It will end soon. It must.