GOTHYCK

The justified healer looming above a cruel city 
( A sonnet by WolfSpirit ) 
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Before Man it was as terrifying as my systolic ravens... 
Has their razor discovered the sinuous raindrops..? 
Cats laugh. 
Wherefore do I resemble their gothtastic lover? 
The female fingers twirl. 
Those soft flames fear the razor through the jewel dreaming of a lost garden, as hopelessly as the healer searching for a indestructible explosion! 
In my childhood you were as grim as my long-lost wounds , and yet in the modern world she is undivided... 
You oppose a misunderstood poison... 
In the days of yore I was sinuous! 
Did I nevermore surrender above the bitterness? 
It rages. 
And why do I seethe inside the pain? 
The fool of understanding is reaching above their thunderbolt. 
Has the storm trusted those sensual termites? 
Before Man it was exquisite! 
After the storm, chaotic razors...