human pet
He has razor sharp teeth and the autumn brown eyes you have ever seen.
His lips are covered in blood and his body is skinny and muscular
He’s unbearably strong and dangers of every since of the word
I say he’s my angle but I don’t know if that’s true.
Maybe he is my daemon self that I see
But if so why a teenage boy
Why this love
For this
thing
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