“Of hell a heaven”

Theres no silence anymore, people blame you or me, call frigid Love false, in hell’s uproar, we’re not together, eek, Love’s ours forever. Not

Yours, G, the rapists, or mine blame, his or my actions, G, his trapdoor into hell, i saw, do people throw themselves thru an open trapdoor

For you, my intellect confront yourself, in silence, and say, “G, i love you, im sorry, for hell follows me around” in hell, where Love is found