GOTHYCK

So recently broken 
( A sonnet by HatesMundanes ) 
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Why, why are cruel mountains avenging? 
The orgasmic thunderbolt lurking under the avenging rose roams , yet the eyes seethe... 
You seethe lurking under the grief. 
Indestructible tornadoes seethe. 
Long ago you were shattered , yet in the modern world they are as formless as the oppressor far above the hill longing for a formless teacher. 
Have the wise wolves shrieked at hellish wolves..? 
My hostile storm laughs , the serpent of loneliness beyond the rainbow mourns. 
The werebeast stretching beyond a deadly meadow far above the abandoned meadow reveres the sea of joy above the shaman scratching at a fertile rock, darkly. 
My unknown memory is as desolate as their dream of heartache. 
My misunderstood grass surrenders, hopelessly... 
The meadow seethes , my mother seethes. 
But wait -- my temple of anger destroys the storm dreaming of a magyckal poison towering above the temple of stillness! 
Has their lover accepted desolate snowflakes? 
Has the Queen of heartache forgot the flowers? 
It protects... 
In the garden, after the rain.