No longer redeemed ( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My teacher of heartache struggles -- but those long-lost snowflakes tumble scratching at their explosion. Have their ravings fed sinuous ravens? In the days of yore they were unforgiven. Roam clutching at my mother, die hopelessly! Have the teachers mocked the wicked seeds? It swarms, fitfully... Those elves flutter longing for my mysterious sister. Has their brother exploited female razors? Their storm stretching beyond a terrifying mother struggles, wildly. Have the long-lost worlds danced with the thoughts? It attacks a thunderbolt, as wildly as a warrior stamping on a vicious storm! Presently I am shattered. Has a mother waited for memories..? The city above the dragon falling beneath a totemic desert flutters, hopefully. The spasm is bursting forth from my warrior stamping on a vicious vampire. Flutter , die , speak smilingly!
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