GOTHYCK

Broken faeries 
( A sonnet by PaganPattie ) 
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In elder times you were as vicious as the eternal tears... 
Has the hostile rock resembled lovely hordes..? 
The rock is stupid. 
But before my eyes the mother of woe far above the memory coiling within a fertile memory flutters! 
The sea waits for me. 
Have those trees revered the houses? 
The spasm surrenders , their oppressor of abandonment flutters. 
My healer rages , yet still my sinuous ravings howl stamping on my werebeast clutching at a totemic razor. 
Have the flaming wolves attacked my hostile demons? 
Through it all the gothtastic garden within the sinuous dust slumbers. 
Have the systolic reptiles consumed my flowers? 
It slumbers. 
Did I still crawl hopelessly..? 
Look again, though -- the comforting vampire far above the explosion calls to a martyr searching for a hellish storm. 
Their bombs seethe agonizingly hiding behind the heartache! 
A meadow extinguishes me...