See how sweet they are?
Their bunny ears and soft pink fur;
Twitching noses over pointy fangs;
Dainty feet with dagger claws.
They come to me in my sleep these days
To touch me with your hands and kiss me with your lips.
They used to guard the walls that kept those thoughts at bay
But now they pour you through my veins.
Deserters they are and worse as I stroke them softly
Feeding them my heart in little pieces
Hoping we'll all be content without yours....
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