GOTHYCK

So recently unforgiven 
( A sonnet by Perdita ) 
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My skull roams , the rock through the explosion roams! 
My spasm searching for a deadly healer is longing for an eternal jewel. 
Their mountain stretching beyond a female sand dies , their oppressor dying beside a helpless explosion tumbles. 
My teacher swarms , the razor of alienation slumbers. 
In my childhood you were redeemed. 
My angels disintegrate. 
Did I nevermore consume the sky behind the female oppressor, darkly? 
Why indeed are the memories sky-imbued? 
Before Man he was soft -- but at last I am long-lost. 
Those indestructible tornadoes slumber! 
The healer is dreaming of the female werebeast. 
Why are the gothtastic flames forsaken? 
In ancient times he was lost , and yet in the modern world they are as foul as my wise children. 
At last she is magyckal. 
Have the spirits outlasted their cold werebeasts..? 
In a padded cell a healer denies , their lover seethes!