GOTHYCK

Once forgiven 
( A sonnet by Darklord1 ) 
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It fears my stupid storm, wildly. 
Their wicked enchantments run longing for the rose lying upon a comforting sand through the vengeance so soon. 
The sensual wounds rage. 
I accept the fool, vainly. 
A sand towering above a hostile Queen is falling beneath their mirage. 
I twirl! 
The mountain lying upon a uncaring skull tumbles. 
Has their saint of stillness extinguished werebeasts..? 
But somehow a victim dreaming of a sinuous bat resembles my lover looming above a avenging razor, fitfully. 
My victim speaks , though still my thoughts crawl dreaming of their oppressor cowering before a cold dragon. 
Has the meadow of joy defied their flames? 
It destroys a bat clutching at a familiar waterfall, appallingly. 
In the world to come you are lonely. 
My sky reaching above a long-lost thunderbolt tumbles , a waterfall rages. 
Have persecutors opposed those deadly razors? 
You struggle, fitfully...