Restricted II H.S

Restricted II H.S

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He is cruel, nasty and gorgeous. All in one. The swerves of his skin stand out to me, the way he carelessly put holes in his face. His looks do not compare to his attitude though. I love him. He works in the ways of a black cat with three eyes. He seems to see everything, sink his claws deep into my skin and leave me gasping for air by the end. If you look deep enough into the cats eyes, you can see his victims. You are able to perceive the small, deep, twisted people that are reflected through the glossy surface. His brother Harry and him are so different, the differences between them are remarkable. Where one has a rough touch the other is soft and gentle. Where one cares only of himself the other looks around himself to search for the ones in need. I am restricted to one boy. I am restricted.
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