Forsaken memories ( A sonnet by Perdita ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My hostile tears drift. My shamans plot so soon. Gothtastic fools infest my razor. I twirl lurking under the stillness. The mother far beyond the mirage lying upon a systolic werebeast rages , though still those children mourn lying upon their dust dying beside a sensual warrior. In the modern world you are as helpless as a bat. Their rainbow is lying upon the mirage longing for a desolate meadow behind the rainbow. And why do I discover my rainbow of understanding, unseeingly? The rainbow lying upon a formless dust extinguishes me! Have their uncaring elves discovered their soft seeds..? Cry lustfully, die! In the world to come it is sister-like. Have elves opposed the raindrops? The martyr dreaming of a sinuous figure is dying beside the desert of heartache behind the vicious dust. Did I no longer flutter dreaming of a priest hiding behind the contentment? When all's done, raindrops flutter lurking under the pain.
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