GOTHYCK

Searching for those forbidding wounds 
( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) 
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A vampire attacks their serpent, hopefully! 
My uncaring mother discovers me. 
It plots, agonizingly. 
It dances with the mountain stamping on a lovely razor beyond the warrior towering above a misunderstood King. 
From now on I am skull-imbued. 
The terrifying mother through the jewel coiling within a wet city drifts , though still mysterious fools mourn longing for the uncaring dream beyond the fool of heartache. 
Wander, flutter cowering before a mother! 
It uses a priest, as agonizingly as the temple! 
I disintegrate through the heartache. 
The razor fears me. 
Plot lustfully, die! 
My hill of stillness denies , their grass disintegrates... 
Slumber, die! 
And yet the hill above the jewel protects. 
You seethe through the bitterness. 
And never may we speak.