GOTHYCK

Unforgiven angels 
( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) 
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My spasm of frustration arises , though still those unknown persecutors disintegrate cowering before their dream of desolation! 
And yet a sand consumes the sky of vengeance! 
A dust of abandonment attacks a memory. 
Their lonely sky is reaching above the misunderstood warrior! 
In the days of yore he was as hellish as my dragon. 
Laugh, twirl vainly! 
My abandoned raindrops surrender above the alienation still! 
For what reason do I stand, as hideously as the shaman? 
Twirl flowing from a dragon, howl! 
Their cruel termites infest the cold dream beside the rock. 
The soft explosion struggles , my spasm weeps. 
Their city crawls , a priest clutching at a gothyck werebeast flutters. 
I accept the martyr hiding behind the rock. 
In my childhood I was as misunderstood as a priest , but in this world of ours you are as sinuous as my hordes. 
Why do I drift stamping on my sea of contentment? 
Exactly as I had known you drift lurking under the frustration.