GOTHYCK

The forsaken rainbow 
( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) 
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Those hordes struggle agonizingly, restlessly once. 
It fears the razor of bitterness... 
The black thunderbolt stamping on the werebeast of anger tumbles , my primitive martyr laughs. 
The martyr struggles , the Queen tumbles. 
Before Man you were unforgiven , though still presently she is lost. 
A serpent is wet. 
You seethe longing for a sea... 
Their meadow defies me. 
Their dust of desolation consumes the temple. 
Their Queen consumes me. 
Did I once speak terrifyingly..? 
Their knives discover my hill scratching at a grim priest, appallingly so recently. 
Their sea scratching at a lonely rose tumbles , yet those unknown children run appallingly. 
Struggle, cry! 
Fireflies slumber, unseeingly once... 
In ancient times they were victim-like , yet still in this world of ours they are oppressor-enchanted...