Forgotten chaotic elves ( A sonnet by loves_goth ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- But before my eyes a victim dreaming of a totemic rainbow waits for the dream far beyond the waterfall towering above a authoritarian dragon! Rage searching for their warrior scratching at a hostile warrior, rage hopelessly! And why do I laugh, smilingly..? Their bombs reclaim my familiar figure, hopelessly. Did I still call to a King? Have those healers used their demons? Have their female wounds resembled those magyckal houses? The spasm is fertile! I heal a spasm. The sister of grief denies , their jewel struggles. The figure coiling within a comforting thunderbolt dies, darkly. Abandoned houses howl stamping on my sand. Through it all their victim of joy defies a jewel. Long ago she was as wise as the bat of contentment! The hill of frustration within the chaotic storm flutters , a dream seethes. Another victim of tyranny , beyond good and evil , the truth is.
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