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Jan 2019
Back then, in the sunlight,
your face is bright with joy
as you smile and laugh with your daughter

But now, in the dark room,
your face is filled with violence and hate
as you stare at the killers face
This just popped in my head while I was watching a show when a guy was smiling in a bright room with his daughter. Then in another scene, he is in a dark room and he looked mad and his hair was messy.
Mya
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Mya  15/F
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