Poor little girl with her head in the clouds In a poor little world she knew nothing about With ribbons and lace coming out of her purse There’ll soon come a day where she’ll know she was cursed.
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Velvet Heart, by Sage’s Gaze. Written by Zeta Wild.
“Packs of girls are charging towards the dance floor, pushing us aside. Guys follow them. Whoops and cheers are going up. Trellick and I look at each other. Then the track kicks in properly. The whole place goes fucking ballistic. We watch open-mouthed.“