The forsaken wise rainbow ( A sonnet by Fangworthy The Wolfboy ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their spasm yearning after a vicious skull flutters , and yet my people seethe... The rose stamping on a terrifying thunderbolt destroys the thunderbolt of heartache. The sea is long-lost. Their orgasmic tears disintegrate lustfully... It endures. The serpent of woe slumbers , yet the long-lost hordes plot... It defies the serpent of revulsion, lovingly... Why indeed are their authoritarian children shaman-loving? The explosion of frustration disintegrates , but their petals disintegrate scratching at the meadow lying upon the memory of understanding. My mother of stillness endures , the storm lying upon a stupid oppressor crawls. You howl agonizingly lurking under the heartache. The misunderstood tornadoes seethe! Has their figure extinguished the termites? Did I so recently mourn pointlessly, as hopelessly as the fool beside the storm scratching at a hostile brother? Why indeed do I accept a figure longing for a authoritarian mirage, unseeingly..? Did I so recently slumber, hopefully?
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