Goths and homosexuality, it’s like in the origin of these things, there’s a preference for love, anyways, what was I saying, live, laugh, love, I'm just a poet, and the pen is innocent, my work and the record of my journey, the world as it watches and its personality, we are legion dancing under the moonlight, dragons and faeries, rape, war, and violence, anything for Helen of Troy, my whole body submerges, Ursula waits, in the depths of the abyss…

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