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Escape. I look at the menacingly at the door and the preinstalled cctv and gave the middle finger. At this point that is all I can think about. Regret. How was I brought here? Was this the therapy that was in pass. THIS? IS THIS THE TYPE OF RELAXING THAT IS SOOTHING AND CALM? WHERE?!
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I pluck myself
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Pain stings
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Ugh!
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So this things
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In my back
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Are they real though
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I laughed at the ironic thought (of me being an angel)
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As I am about to jump in a height that would probably lead me to my death
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