He's beautiful, a genderless angel that demands attention. No matter what he's wearing, be it make up and a gown or a blood splattered mask and hunter nin uniform, you know he never losses that pure innocent grace, that sweet forsaken air.
Taken as a child, raised to be a murder, treated like a tool, and yet he still lingers, hanging on every word of a man called demon. Be he seen as a lover or child of the great demon, his falling brought tears to our eyes, made the hardest of our hearts break for the pain and tragety of his death.
Come, pay your respects and tributes to the man who has had hundreds in tears. Pray and worship this man who could only have been an angel, to have loved and trusted so deeply. Adore the child who never grew up, more deserving of the title than a selfish boy from Neverland.
Taken as a child, raised to be a murder, treated like a tool, and yet he still lingers, hanging on every word of a man called demon. Be he seen as a lover or child of the great demon, his falling brought tears to our eyes, made the hardest of our hearts break for the pain and tragety of his death.
Come, pay your respects and tributes to the man who has had hundreds in tears. Pray and worship this man who could only have been an angel, to have loved and trusted so deeply. Adore the child who never grew up, more deserving of the title than a selfish boy from Neverland.
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