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The Darkness in his Mind

When I was young, I never realized what the red slashes on his arms were.
I never knew what his reoccurring nightmares meant.
I never knew why he was so focused on making others happy, even when he wasn’t.
But now that I’ve been where he was,
I understand.
I understand every dark twisted part of it.

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