GOTHYCK

Already broken 
( A sonnet by WolfSpirit ) 
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I disintegrate agonizingly. 
Why, why are their claws redeemed..? 
A female oppressor reclaim s me! 
Have my fools infested those tears? 
Have those wise teachers defied those mountains? 
Have their formless children accepted those saints..? 
Their vicious werebeasts endure... 
You slumber, hopefully. 
Have the werebeasts reclaimed those desolate memories? 
I wander! 
In the days of yore you were foul , yet in the modern world he is as all-knowing as their teachers. 
It stands, violently. 
In the world to come she is martyr-imbued! 
The elves use the werebeast searching for a vicious warrior, hideously so recently. 
I weep lurking under the contentment. 
Finally, the healer...