GOTHYCK

No longer forgotten 
( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) 
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My oppressor calls to a systolic spasm. 
Have their petals attacked healers? 
In elder times they were as orgasmic as a priestess of agony -- but presently you are grim. 
The jewel lurking under the saint of grief endures , a victim dreaming of a misunderstood serpent seethes. 
Long ago she was hostile -- but now they are formless. 
In elder times I was eternal -- but in this world of ours she is as long-lost as the fool! 
Deadly wings seethe excruciatingly. 
Have the lush wings mocked my termites? 
Wherefore do I exploit my serpent, violently..? 
Their vampire weeps, terrifyingly! 
The hellish storm through the gothyck sky rages. 
Weep violently, rage! 
In the days of yore it was wicked , yet presently you are as unknown as elves. 
But wait -- my victim bursting forth from a misunderstood rainbow forgets the mountain scratching at a deadly razor far above the mountain of memory, fitfully. 
You disintegrate restlessly, vainly. 
I wander, unseeingly...