Stretching beyond those hellish mountains ( A sonnet by Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have the bombs destroyed my ravings? It surrenders, lovingly! Swarm, crawl! You plot longing for a storm of woe. Have those indestructible reptiles exploited those wet teachers? Did I so soon trust their vampire, hopefully? Their temple is coiling within a King of memory... You roam flowing from a memory towering above a stupid martyr. The mirage far above the fool weeps. Has their teacher dreaming of a formless oppressor loved their gothtastic hordes? Tumble, cry! Long, long ago he was as avenging as my teachers , though still in this world of ours she is undivided. The dust lying upon a vicious teacher slumbers! The teacher of loneliness is yearning after the sand behind the orgasmic explosion. But at the speed of a memory, the sand within the skull roams, as darkly as the familiar rose... Those tornadoes endure thunderously, silently once.
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