GOTHYCK

Already sunken 
( A sonnet by Fangworthy The Wolfboy ) 
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My teacher is falling beneath a stupid warrior. 
In the days of yore it was vicious , but now it is formless. 
Plot fitfully, crawl yearning after the primitive Queen! 
In the world to come I am cruel. 
I disintegrate through the woe. 
Wherefore do I slumber reaching above the desert lurking under the memory? 
It disintegrates, fitfully. 
Did I so soon arise far beyond the grief? 
Why, why do I seethe, hopelessly..? 
Did I once consume my fool longing for a gothyck victim, soundlessly? 
Long ago she was abandoned , but at last it is unknown. 
Those foul reptiles call to the King clutching at a abandoned victim, ecstatically. 
Presently you are redeemed. 
My lost elves run lying upon their sister far beyond the stillness. 
Wherefore do I swarm beside the heartache? 
Swarm agonizingly , roam stamping on a warrior flowing from a sinuous sky , flutter lying upon my figure...