To live is to die, to die is to live. These are the words most people miss.
What would happen if the pure light of all was tainted and became evil, while the pure darkness of the night that is filled with the hatred and pain of others remained the same? Would we turn to darkness for help or remain loyal to the light?
What would happen if good became evil and evil became good? Would we look toward evil for guidance or try and look for the answer in good?
What if angels were to become demons and demons were to become angels? Would the world go into chaos? Who would we look to too help us, the angels or demons?
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Poems
Short StoryThis is just a place for me to post different poems I wrote while I was in high school.
