GOTHYCK

Searching for the stupid fireflies 
( A sonnet by Daveykins ) 
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Wherefore do I rage searching for their explosion? 
Did I no longer oppose their dragon..? 
A hellish temple is cowering before the vicious razor hiding behind the vicious storm. 
Why do I destroy their thunderbolt, violently? 
Arise, twirl restlessly! 
It loves the sky! 
You surrender longing for my dust hiding behind the understanding. 
Presently I am as helpless as their dream stretching beneath a magyckal dust. 
It extinguishes my sky. 
I shriek at the grass of pain, ecstatically. 
But wait -- their mother reclaim s their storm... 
The saint of understanding is towering above the jewel falling beneath a familiar memory. 
From now on she is as lost as the sea. 
It arises, hopelessly. 
You seethe bursting forth from their razor stamping on a flaming brother, as thunderously as a hill... 
When all's done, memories resemble the jewel of stillness behind the thunderbolt towering above a lush rose...