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ON HOLD** You were crying. You wanted to take my hand but you couldn't. Your wrists were tied at each side of the bed you were laying on. They had to restrict your movements somehow, as long as you stay in the hospital. To make sure you will not hurt yourself. To make sure you will not hurt anyone. Seeing you in such a state, seeing you begging me with your teary eyes to take you away from here, I didn't know what to do. Something in me broke. So i touched your hand. "Please.... take me out from here. You love me, don't you?" I couldn't trust you. I'm afraid of you now, You are a monster who likes to play with me. I couldn't trust you. I know you are playing with me. Maybe you were playing with me. Maybe you were faking. Maybe you were real. Or maybe, just maybe, you were indeed hurt and needed someone in your lonely life. .......
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