GOTHYCK

The forgotten dragon 
( A sonnet by Gothchyk ) 
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The oppressor of grief plots, as vainly as my primitive skull. 
The wicked stormclouds howl, as fitfully as the memory longing for a lush dust so recently! 
Before Man I was as desolate as my lost oppressor , but from now on you are forgiven! 
In the modern world I am fool-imbued! 
In my childhood they were as hellish as those trees. 
Their oppressor of heartache drifts , the rainbow denies. 
In the world to come it is victim-loving. 
The stormclouds heal their grass of bitterness. 
Long, long ago she was as indestructible as my waterfall dreaming of a comforting healer , yet still presently he is as misunderstood as a jewel of heartache. 
I seethe behind the righteousness... 
It roams. 
Those orgasmic petals arise, as unseeingly as the priest hiding behind the deadly fool. 
Have those elves called to chaotic fingers..? 
Why do I seethe hiding behind the righteousness? 
At last it is shattered. 
You laugh.