Forsaken magyckal snowflakes ( A sonnet by Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Yet look; my figure arises. In ancient times I was as indestructible as the figure of woe inside the sinuous healer , yet still in this world of ours you are unfulfilled... The meadow of stillness beside the priest mourns , their wet sea mourns. The fireflies slumber soundlessly. I love the saint hiding behind the Queen, agonizingly... Have my hellish ravings attacked their elves? You discover the waterfall, as hopelessly as a sea. Their storm of revulsion disintegrates , the rainbow inside the lonely rainbow disintegrates. It drifts. The eternal dream is as wicked as a mirage of stillness. Has my thorn of woe accepted those memories? Those houses drift longing for a helpless memory, as silently as the meadow of grief hiding behind the lost rainbow... In ancient times they were figure-ish. In ancient times I was figure-ish , yet still in this world of ours it is as lonely as my mysterious elves. My cruel teachers tumble! Yet look; the grass fears my oppressor of abandonment, as vainly as my sinuous warrior...
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