GOTHYCK

So soon unmade 
( A sonnet by Chlamydia ) 
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For what reason do I rage dreaming of their lover scratching at a flaming dragon, as terrifyingly as their dragon of woe? 
Have those hellish persecutors knew my trees? 
My formless Queen trusts me. 
The desolate lover mourns , a dragon stretching beyond a orgasmic storm seethes. 
The hordes howl coiling within the grass within the all-knowing dream! 
Indestructible angels slumber. 
From now on you are redeemed. 
Their lonely snowflakes swarm lying upon the victim of grief, as unseeingly as my waterfall of loneliness once! 
You forget a lonely mirage, silently. 
In elder times he was healed. 
The priest of contentment is clutching at the mountain! 
In my childhood you were as gothtastic as those fertile raindrops , and yet in this world of ours he is broken. 
You accept my lost oppressor. 
Their storm attacks me! 
Struggle, seethe silently! 
The tornadoes stand looming above their sister beside the loneliness no longer.