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there once was a boy, that feigned innocence whenever possible.
his name was luther and he was a boy, but he was a man.
he tasted her heart in summer, but the metallic shell repelled him.
"you're so beautiful. please do believe that" he had whispered stroking her tanned cheek, his fangs morphed into a charming smile.
"why should i if every soul that says it hurts me afterwards without sparing a second. i shan't believe it if it leaves another" spares him a sorry stare before glancing back to the book on her folded bare legs.
as soon as she glanced away a scowl curled his thin lips.
"surely darla, you must realize that i am different" he presses on as he massaged her back but abruptly flinches back when the minty eyes bid him to be quiet.
he would have to try again another day.
there once was a boy, that had the innocence of a man
there once was a heart eater, that which i am.
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heart eater
Historia Corta'I've been seeing angels in my living room. That have walked the sun and have slept on the moon'
