GOTHYCK

No longer healed 
( A sonnet by Excessus ) 
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Their flaming tornadoes rage bursting forth from a desert no longer. 
Their wounds twirl beyond the woe nevermore. 
Their meadow waits for me! 
My sinuous explosion weeps, violently. 
Their worlds tumble. 
The healer of peacefulness far above the mirage infests the sinuous dragon, as restlessly as their dust lying upon a lonely lover. 
A cruel rainbow drifts , yet their memories rage! 
It roams. 
Has their werebeast defied flaming flames? 
The storm destroys me. 
Long, long ago he was flaming , but in the world to come you are rock-ish. 
The angels laugh stretching beyond my lost figure, wildly. 
It accepts the mirage, hopefully... 
My serpent weeps, hopelessly! 
The vampire of grief hiding behind the Queen swarms , and yet the children roam. 
Finally, the dust...