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Divinity licks hungrily at your bones, immortalized for all eternity , pale locks of spun ivory cascaded into multicolored depths of coffee and lavender , words tumbling from lips anointed by god in a hymn so sweet it brings others to their knees . Every inch of you a masterpiece , carved from heavens softest soul and bathed in honeyed light . It's certainly easy to tell that your an angel, your purity clinging to your skin like a shroud of the finest silk, child like curiosity a painfully beautiful mark upon your freckled visage bright enough to over shadow the stain of vampirism that marks your soul as half undead. Your an angel all right, yet angels don't usually go pretend to finish college and become a music teacher , or share a flat with a demon who constantly tries to tempt you into his bed, your very nature's so different it would seem you were destined to hate each other, but there's very little time for disagreements or temptations when you and this demon share a task : saving the world .