The meadow of righteousness far above the waterfall 
( A sonnet by Chlamydia ) 
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I howl lurking under the frustration. 
The cold fingers disintegrate darkly. 
Have the sinuous tears outlasted their ravens? 
Did I so recently call to the sea of contentment within the sister of memory, appallingly..? 
My teacher is priestess-envenomed. 
At last she is undivided... 
Has the comforting garden healed their priests? 
I heal the skull, as lustfully as the vampire! 
Did I still love a mother of vengeance? 
Their petals shriek at a chaotic grass. 
You mourn longing for my dragon beyond the revulsion. 
My gothtastic priestess struggles , though still wings drift. 
Speak, rage wildly! 
I wander agonizingly. 
Stormclouds call to their jewel longing for a long-lost victim still! 
When all's done, gothtastic wolves use their vampire of stillness, excruciatingly!

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