Life is Precious
Stop. Dont swollow those pills or cut your wrists.
Put down the gun it's not worth the risk.
Whether you believe in God or even the devil, your life is precious
and you will defeat this evil. You may feel trapped or even alone,
but remember this world is bigger than your home.
The ones who hurt you can't stay here forever.
Hold your head up, things will get better.
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