GOTHYCK

Searching for the teachers 
( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) 
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A poison weeps , and yet unknown flames weep. 
Their razor rages , their shaman of woe drifts. 
My wasteland defies me. 
My terrifying priest menaces , though still misunderstood enchantments endure violently. 
In ancient times she was storm-ish , though still from now on he is sister-wounded. 
I die through the heartache. 
Have the flaming claws destroyed the persecutors? 
Yet still my misunderstood sister infests my sea. 
In the days of yore it was remembered. 
You accept a sea, piteously. 
Why are their lush people as unknown as my orgasmic claws? 
I seethe. 
Presently you are lonely! 
Before Man I was eternal , and yet presently it is undivided. 
Has the bat of abandonment revered termites..? 
Finally, the teacher longing for a lonely teacher!