The meadow of righteousness far above the waterfall ( A sonnet by Chlamydia ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- 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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