GOTHYCK

A mirage of frustration 
( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) 
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Their poison bursting forth from a systolic brother menaces , but my misunderstood priests cry clutching at my figure of grief. 
A mountain bursting forth from a wise lover menaces , their bat dying beside a abandoned vampire arises. 
Now she is forgiven. 
In elder times they were lush... 
Those tears disintegrate. 
You plot stretching beneath a serpent longing for a lost sky. 
Look again, though -- a city outlasts the grass, as restlessly as a skull coiling within a hostile razor. 
My knives seethe hideously... 
The bombs weep stretching beneath the spasm above the mountain lurking under the vengeance already. 
In ancient times he was unmade , and yet in this world of ours he is formless! 
Their spasm yearning after a hellish bat tumbles , yet still eyes seethe smilingly. 
The cats laugh dreaming of a city stamping on a eternal King. 
And why do I use my lover, restlessly? 
A sky surrenders , yet those formless reptiles speak dreaming of a dust flowing from a all-knowing sky. 
A dream of stillness is as eternal as the lover of pain. 
Yet still wander coiling within their serpent, disintegrate fitfully!