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Apr 3
Refining your soft touch on gritted skin care. A rugged sense of life replaced with passion and fear.
Dull fangs pressed against tender lips so gentle and sweet.
The sleeping fiend inside starves from love under sheets.
Glowing eyes in the night thriving consuming hope from above.
Long nails now cut down to hold and comfort a dove.
The monster grew a heart after seeing what life really means.
The fallen fell in love with a reconciled fiend.
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Andre
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