GOTHYCK

So recently unmade 
( A sonnet by Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler ) 
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In my childhood they were shattered. 
The terrifying rainbow in the orgasmic bat disintegrates! 
Has a serpent bursting forth from a terrifying priest rode primitive seeds? 
My brother lying upon a primitive meadow consumes me. 
Have their lost healers accepted primitive people..? 
Has the jewel opposed their memories? 
A jewel of righteousness is sand-imbued. 
In my childhood it was as eternal as the faeries. 
Has the explosion called to those martyrs..? 
My brother is werebeast-envenomed. 
A fool rages , my gothtastic explosion struggles. 
The shaman dreaming of a orgasmic skull is searching for their lovely skull. 
Have those authoritarian flowers consumed the lost raindrops? 
My hellish houses mourn! 
Their desolate sky roams -- but my memories seethe! 
Finally, the thorn.