Baphomet
Baphomet golden boy of Christ ye whom the
darkness of my night my solar and lunar eclipse "
O my lord ye whom lights my way in darkness o're
I love you , break free from the ones that hold make them
run make them run for your my gun O master when will I
see you face to face o're time sucks when I'm having to wait
on your for I'm in love with you and I'm almost 30 and I don't know
how long you expect me to wait o're I have a nickname for you and
it's shadowdjinn I want our story to begin.
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