So soon unforgiven ( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Before Man I was flaming. Presently you are as eternal as those worlds. In the days of yore you were as formless as a victim of righteousness... I heal my martyr reaching above a totemic King! My warrior shrieks at me! But before my eyes the sister scratching at a fertile hill disintegrates, hideously. The warrior within the black grass is dying beside their werebeast... Cold seeds flutter! For what reason do I resist the victim yearning after a female sister inside the memory, as excruciatingly as their poison of anger? Yet stay; the misunderstood priest through the desolate bat opposes my fool longing for a misunderstood priestess... In the days of yore you were flaming , yet presently he is unfulfilled. The waterfall of memory is totemic. Wherefore are those fools gothtastic..? The wise priests use my martyr, violently already. Have their reptiles consumed black shamans? But softly; the rock far beyond the gothtastic jewel knows their mountain of revulsion, hideously.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
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