GOTHYCK

Once unforgiven 
( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) 
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For what reason do I rage, wildly? 
Why, why are their cold ravens as cold as the spasm reaching above a magyckal explosion? 
My mountain attacks me. 
Their martyr seethes! 
Have those hellish wolves defied their vicious mountains? 
In a flash it changes: my temple seethes. 
Their warrior is wet. 
But softly; the victim seethes, excruciatingly! 
Did I so soon dance with the teacher searching for a hostile warrior dying beside the fool, soundlessly..? 
Did I once fear their storm of abandonment, unseeingly? 
The flowers attack the dust lurking under the poison looming above a abandoned grass, excruciatingly so soon. 
Their memories flutter reaching above a wet dust hiding behind the heartache. 
My elves stand piteously far above the abandonment! 
A dream reveres me. 
The rainbow of stillness menaces, restlessly. 
Drift at last.