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I felt like I was flying.

And I would be lying if I say I didn't like it.

I would be lying if I say I don't want it to end.

I enjoyed it more than I should have.

I don't want to get hit by the hard earth.

But I can't help it now.

It's too late now.

Do I regret?

Whatever it ended now.

I don't want to close my eyes.

I don't like the blood flowing too much.

It's way more than that time when I used to cut myself.

Oh did I tell him that I stopped cutting myself after he held me?

It's okay I will tell you next time.

May be in the next life, I promise.

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