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Destiel


He's a demon,
price of heaven,
prisoner of hell.
on the edge of bad and out of good.
A piece of heaven fell in love
with his sunlit green eyes,
and a piece of his black heart
turned holy just to keep it alive.


Written in the midst of fangirling over Destiel. 
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