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of a beast
of a beast

of a beast

hypnotic-whisp~ twixx ~

i am a blanket:

soft, comforting, echoing back at you your own warmth

in a way that makes the icy pain of the past fade.

but that is not right, for blankets are not sharp;

blankets do not draw forth blood.

so i must be a blade:

cold, unforgiving, inflicting wounds

too deep to heal alone.

but that is not right, for blades do not need;

blades do not waste uncared for.

so i must be a fox:

clever, wild, knowing the caring earth

while hunting to survive.

but that is not right, for foxes know of their hunt;

foxes kill with intent.

so i must be a cactus:

defensive, pointed, but unaware of their bite

because a cactus does not know of its spines.

but that is not right, for cacti are not at fault.

blankets do not have hands ending in the curved claws of a killer.

blades are not carpeted in the plush fur of a beast.

foxes do not have spines on their form like that of a devil.

cacti do not have a tongue that knows blood.

those are not right, for i am not them.

so i must be a monster.

Author Notes: im baaaaaaackkkk~~~~ thoughts ? :D

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hypnotic-whisp
~ twixx ~
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