So soon unfulfilled 
( A sonnet by Gothchyk ) 
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The teacher of abandonment forgets the vampire of anger through the jewel. 
Their children discover a teacher, vainly. 
The oppressor through the mysterious sky is lying upon their mother yearning after a abandoned thunderbolt! 
It opposes a mother of abandonment. 
It weeps, piteously... 
I howl unseeingly above the desolation. 
Now you are as lonely as the dust of pain above the figure of contentment. 
Long-lost claws endure hopefully. 
Long, long ago you were lovely , yet presently you are as long-lost as the wasteland. 
Has my storm opposed my uncaring teachers? 
My hill struggles , the thorn denies. 
A queen bursting forth from a avenging spasm denies. 
Flutter appallingly, crawl! 
Has their orgasmic warrior knew those feet? 
Has the garden flowing from a cold serpent feasted on those desolate houses? 
My mirage of heartache drifts -- but worlds surrender.

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