GOTHYCK

So soon forgotten 
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A bat is looming above their King scratching at a lush sand. 
But wait -- the grass above the rock uses the martyr of frustration, as hideously as my teacher of alienation.
 
Have hostile claws mocked the gothyck knives? 
I howl excruciatingly, hopelessly.
 
A king of peacefulness is coiling within the waterfall of pain. 
Soft memories oppose the priest of heartache hiding behind the mountain of loneliness so soon.
 
I reclaim my brother. 
In ancient times she was as long-lost as stormclouds , yet in this world of ours they are as long-lost as the bat of memory.
 
Flutter looming above their garden, tumble! 
In elder times you were as forbidding as the mother of loneliness lurking under the spasm.
 
In my childhood you were shattered , and yet in the modern world he is grass-wounded. 
My wasteland of loneliness drifts , a razor seethes.
 
Westcoastwerewolf