(a reverse poetry)
Let depression control your life
don't you ever
smile, pick up your sword and fight again
death will stop the pain
it's foolish to say that
your life matters
giving up is the answer
so it's not right to think that
you might just be remembered as a loser
no one will miss you
it is not true that
your family needs you
kill yourself
before you
Think about the consequences
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- Jan Di
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