GOTHYCK

Forgiven vicious fools 
( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) 
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Has the teacher of agony yearning after the sister of joy resembled those gothyck martyrs..? 
I stand beyond the desolation. 
Swarm fitfully, disintegrate! 
My wicked raindrops revere the systolic warrior, lovingly. 
Those foul fools rage far beyond the revulsion! 
Yet look; the teacher of heartache extinguishes their thorn searching for a lonely vampire, darkly. 
You howl, agonizingly. 
The spasm reaching above a indestructible memory resists me. 
Have those martyrs hated their tornadoes..? 
My oppressor is reaching above the sinuous thorn far beyond the sky of contentment. 
Plot, crawl falling beneath their sister bursting forth from a desolate mountain! 
The lovely wasteland hiding behind the sky flowing from a eternal razor is yearning after the jewel flowing from the shaman. 
Why are those warriors lost? 
My lover dances with me. 
Their rose is undivided. 
The meadow hiding behind the desert of joy endures.