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With magic rituals in pop concerts, such culture fuelling the world helter skelter, after falling for your charms, G, that i fell, So helplessly into bdsm, id hated where i found my good people, So strange, a juxtaposition, a concert, in good ethics – of acceptance – Far better than the people clutching bibles, tell more…

I havent seen you much, my lady, im wanting to be a knight for you, But im perhaps instead your qixote, do you smile, sometimes, do you, tho you give the impression G, you think, Ive wronged you in some manner, I dont know how, Let alone taking your flower, ive never even got to touch…

Australia, Scene of a battle, The heaving phalanx, moving in my direction, Everyones picking on me already, Jumping out the crowd, another woman, another human rights abuse lands on me, Shes nut evun gayy, again? i say i love you, G, and they stick the boot in, then jump back in, Shes nut evun gayy,…

I dont blame you for breaking up with me, Im a fuckup, im a loser, with no money, job, friends, prospects, house, or car, What kind of life could i have offered you, G? But if i could offer to be your friend, Im loyal, im true, id stick by you, Id listen to your…

Written to verdis requiem The bardo thodol sounds in verdi’s crystal strings, or from Frankenstein’s doom’d chainsaw, angelic or fouled requiems, From all the psychos in the world or is it just me? How do i write music, G, if i havent had a good look at you, How then can your Beauty transcend todays…

You can yell and scream all you like G, im not looking out anymore, wheres the text before me, G? Not you, but the freaks have lost their lying, hating, creepy, hand over me, and the negative, mini paulines, youll have to find a new game, G, This battle to save you from them all’s…

Propped against this wall of text, the only outlet i have recourse to, G You hear me, ive been yelling it at you for 2 and a half years, G, i fucking love you you beautiful bitch i fucking love you you beautiful bitch i fucking love you you beautiful bitch i fucking love you…

G, recall yourself upon a sovereign seat, before the tide swept up freak lore, Our cat and mouse game, turned into freak torture porn, A cross upon a freaks door, whats it for? If i submitted to them, imagine the power theyd yield – yet id not betray you for a fake, Recall who you…

Tho, G, could turn a day of humiliation into the privelege of seeing her flick her goddess’ hair, ive stopped G watching, it was as addictive as smoking, spotting her was like, after a day of psychic warfare, finding a divine gold treasure, i kept wanting to see her all the time, but because the…

I was standing next to the stream with M, as its music trickled for miles into the kookaburras voice, a duet echoing in the wild, and the cold, it was your absence, all around, G, because pain mixes thru everything, if only youd have come to claim me, as if you stood there in reverie,…