I can already hear the rumblings of the word-spell cast at me, a woman – theyre calling devil
The horde had meant to turn its spell casting onto you
My elven ears picked up, its a set up
I heard underneath, theyre setting you up, G
What happened, G? Does it matter? Youre a woman, a lesbian
Why dont you people pick on the rapist, its the damned criminal!
Its the one who ruined my life!
This has only ever been
That bad old, australian mysoginy, its never been about G or me – its about our Love, mate
A woman sticking up for another woman
And not letting public shaming affect their love
Is about our sapphic love, G, we love each other, our love between us
Who knew, two women in love could be so terrifying, they’d call it satanic?
Im innocent: does it matter?
No. You people dont care about Truth or Justice
You just want a woman to pick on, so again, predictably, you dont give the rapist its just deserts
The horde turns its hate crime back on me, a lesbian
G and her rainbow knight 
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