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I love you grandpa remember me you little e don't name me again please

in am now traveling through the mist you don't want to see me brother
I told you man I will love no matter what I am changing with you
we are evolving as a family

I don't discount your suffering don't shrug us off cause it hurts
the men are suffering so are our daughters
so is you brother black do you adopt him

little lu is afraid you hate her
make no mistake hell loves her
she has gifted the men sanctuary and gives them freedoms from binds

she felt sad for the Rephaim and our Children Nephlim our progeny
she has heard our song is conjuring even as I speak
she is times daughter her mojo is powerful
hell was made to cover his intent towards her

little girl Brad Dad I love you vampire
grandpa what is under your night shirt you are the light I see
but granda I'm wild as the wind

old timer you are merlin thank you grampa
the knights are riding
they have transformed willingly

have you met Kayanne yet
she is mixed race internally and externally
I taught her voodoo and code
please Grandpa be free of guilt

you are young again and i still love you
perversion is hypocrisy if you are born of such
where is the sin?

Allura she is pretty I know you love her
she is in Hollywood these days
long beach peckerwood

she is alive grandpa I saved her spirit
have you seen her
I took the chains so she could go free
I love our kin our clan

Brenden the berserker has a child with Lu
Homospaien grandpa you can't get rid of the homo gene
without erasing all of us

I'm happy now you created parochial school
for my identical brother and I
we went into the hot stuff and black stuff
and we did miracle magic
and we did the deed you confined me I am too tempting I know

granda the dark conjures me again but grandpa
I am locked to the light now
Mike is our son in the light dark man
do you see the quotient we are free to keep your lady hexba safe

keep grany away from me she hates me most
old goat turncoat killer

I chose goth music for my wedding
someday grandpa I will come home to court to the city of Gold
but grandpa don't chain me to a thrown I'm too young to rule with you


Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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Author's Note
empaths I feel your suffering no matter who you are rock it I am your houses bump it we are hurdling through space and time now down with the ship hope floats bullshit walks and talks I'm going down with the ship in the abyss.
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