Darkness rests within,
behind that smile.
But they do not see.
Why would they?
What is not of light must be kept away.
Not seen.
Not spoken of.
'Cause they fear it.
Despises it.
Or at least, so they pretend to do.
In reality the same darkness also rests in them.
In their heart and mind.
Alone they let the pain out.
Screams.
But among people they smile.
Laughs.
Pretends.
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