when you are a boy trapped in a girls skull 
when you are a boy buried in a monsters husk 
people see your fur and fangs and claws 
nobody sees the heart so full of love

you will only ever be loved by other hearts trapped in monsters.

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A little bit about the author :

Name : Evan

Pronouns : he/they

Age : —

Location : India

“Poet and muse. A slut for words. A siren of ink and paint. Guitar callouses, worn feet, broken needles, the smell of wildflowers, crooked smiles, stars in one’s eyes.”

“I am your worst enemy, dressed like a dream. I will bring out the best and worst in you and I will not stop you. I will make you smile and cry. Do not trust me. I hope you enjoy nightmares, dear reader. I will be the worst one yet.”

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