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What is Light?

What is the light actually? People say that it is the most beautiful thing in the world. That it is warm, cuddling, and peaceful. But when you think about it, it can always be cruel, painful, and scary... Things in the light are not what you would normally see really. It’s not all fairies and rainbows or Angles in the sky. Sometimes the light can burn you and leave permanent scars all over your body and leaves you mentally damaged and you just want to go on a killing spree and just attack the people you dearly hate and despise and that’s when the darkness takes over your body and soul. Your mind just loses all control, your body becomes stronger yet it makes you more of a killing machine and you just want to kill... watch as the blood splatters everywhere organs and entrails everywhere and as soon as you start getting back in touch with reality, your mind won’t ever... go back to normal once you look at all the damage that has been done.
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