GOTHYCK

Already forgiven 
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Disintegrate looming above an explosion stretching beneath a lonely victim, plot! 
The wet serpent seethes.
 
Those abandoned tears disintegrate. 
Their petals consume my rose no longer.
 
Have my riches defied formless claws..? 
My knives roam.
 
Has their vampire of loneliness consumed my houses? 
Has a healer trusted their memories?
 
In ancient times you were unmade. 
Yet look; the sister flowing from a gothyck grass through the storm disintegrates.
 
The serpent scratching at a formless mountain waits for me. 
My spasm dying beside a chaotic saint is as long-lost as a sister dreaming of a wet hill.
 
Babylon5lover