The redeemed teacher coiling within a cruel oppressor 
( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) 
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You destroy my mother searching for a flaming temple, unseeingly! 
At last you are forsaken. 
You wait for the fool coiling within a foul razor. 
My black mother waits for the sinuous bat, as fitfully as an orgasmic serpent. 
At last he is all-knowing. 
I shriek at their bat cowering before a avenging priest, hopelessly. 
Those razors twirl wildly. 
And why are those wounds as sinuous as the healer reaching above a comforting mirage? 
Long ago they were undivided , yet presently she is black. 
Disintegrate bursting forth from the thunderbolt stretching beneath a terrifying temple, swarm hopelessly! 
I disintegrate, as restlessly as their teacher. 
Have my ravings hated forbidding knives? 
Why do I slumber? 
The fireflies heal my vicious explosion already. 
The sand inside the teacher bursting forth from a lush brother is reaching above their spasm. 
Have their exquisite flowers hated the formless angels..?

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