Blood on your wrists,
Swollen are your fists.
Cracking of your neck,
Your body crumbling when you break.
Wait, did you think? You'll get a restart if you end?

Way too much on your mind?
Wanna jump?
Wanna slit?
Wanna hang your body?
Wanna jump off a cliff?
You think you have nobody?

O poor little thing,
Crying like a child,
There ain't no body who can hurt you, Like you.
Your feelings now running wild, So keep in mind;
You are the most happy when you love yourself.
No one will tell you that,
There ain't no body who can hate you,like you.
There ain't no body who can love you,like you.

In the end, It's your choice. Die or live.
You have got time on your hand,
Think it through.
Don't give up in the middle, Stop drawing cirlces,
And if you can't give up;
Stop giving up.

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