Evil For Evil
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Do not repay a man evil for evil.
Do not avenge yourself, for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, says the Lord.
So then, if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him drink: for in so doing you will heap coals of fire on his head.
Do not be overcome with evil, but overcome evil with good.
This story deals with dark themes.
Mature wording is not used but the nature of the story is mature.
**Trigger warning for attempted suicide.
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