I am | Shiori | The Blasphemer Damozel

Temperature in situated extremity-molten armageddon
life in mitosis-disease mutation
bleed by ablution so insincere laden sphere
the dagger's sex to penetrate all incentive

Mortal man my plaything thou art
skillfully sinewed in bound-aphrodisiac
littered by the many formed egotism
My apple-tongue deadly, more cost-induced than exiled fruit.

A prince to hold, smother in the bodacious warmth of all and self-ishness
egos thick, pride-parading in the love-next of body-only-bloody-body
Tapered by tailors swift to incinerate the timid vest of "true love"

Love is dominance; hence my claws I polish for war!

Touga | Song

Art of Class - Art of Glass = Insincerity
Art of Love-tied - Art of Lust = Only me
Art of call - Art of Subtlety Breeds =
Me and Only Me

Art of Structure - Art of Amenesia = Love-lorn paradise
Art of Solitary - Art of Mandatory = Rotting Heaven
Art of Breathing - Art of The Corpse =
Wish in Unfulfilled Regeneration
Art of Collossal - Art of Sewn-tongue =
Slavery

Art of Loving You, Utena, Chosen Prince = Nirvana Completion

Utena | Nakedness Of Long

Thy heart is naked
Burning spirals on skin
Heart wages in sin-form
Heart wages in virtue-storm

Why am I unkempt?
Pluralized by lust-lost and tragedy-astronomy?
Why do boughs not break in pressure-violation, pressure-rape -

PRESSURE

Does pleasure equals ignominy?
Bound by tethered doctrine-raping me
Fallen soldiers are men to cast
Fallen women cast away
Pure as sin and snow in need

Burn with me
Undress with me
Cajole me
Capture me
I'm not bound
I'm no longer dead

The Dead in me
Has flown its cage

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My heart cannot write a stone of pretense
Played by a harp-string of indecision - I am a prepared soul...

Utena | Call

"Laid on a rose, stone of paradise lost
Eden caught in swords and shields;
fruit not tasted-tested in the forbidden
Summarized life in rules cased.

Thy barrier is thyself thy virtue-self
Gain betterment in armour-own
Lay not in the temper of lost
Soul in heaviness = blessed thy blood

For all eons weep, flood and renew
Thy advent is prophesied as revolution."

Utena| Woman

You can be a woman

You can be a slave
You can be a nobody
For, You are a woman
That's what they say
I know different
Apocalypse is now

Revolution is difference
I am WOMAN
I am PRINCE
Let them DARE stop My
REVOLUTION

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The Flower, The Hero, The Prince - is CHOSEN

She is a
WOMAN