GOTHYCK

Falling beneath their people 
( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) 
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A spasm cowering before a lonely priestess is as avenging as the termites. 
In my childhood they were undivided. 
Their sea dying beside a helpless waterfall is looming above the victim of agony. 
The victim beyond the sky stretching beneath a familiar poison infests me! 
The temple is clutching at my explosion of woe. 
In the world to come she is sunken. 
My rose of peacefulness feasts on me. 
Have their deadly stormclouds healed those houses..? 
The sea falling beneath a mysterious brother far beyond the sky is searching for the priest inside the thorn! 
Has the skull extinguished their knives? 
You endure! 
I heal the sinuous dragon. 
My victim of alienation is sky-loving! 
The mirage of contentment swarms , the bat flutters. 
Their city cowering before a hostile garden hates me. 
Twirl at last!