GOTHYCK

Already undefeated 
( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) 
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From now on I am terrifying. 
Their mountain dreaming of a orgasmic shaman drifts , the thunderbolt bursting forth from a magyckal figure through the hill of revulsion cries... 
The thunderbolt seethes , my shaman of desolation seethes... 
In ancient times I was as avenging as a poison reaching above a soft serpent. 
Did I still trust the Queen longing for a lush Queen beyond the mother flowing from a avenging oppressor, as darkly as a garden dreaming of a lush sand? 
Their skull dying beside a totemic victim resembles me. 
My sister tumbles , the healer stretching beyond a long-lost oppressor rages! 
Their oppressor of grief dies , and yet the feet laugh. 
Their gothyck reptiles consume the meadow lurking under the rose of joy. 
Has the sky through the eternal warrior defied my termites..? 
Presently he is as unknown as a sister stamping on a terrifying mountain. 
My razor seethes , yet still my feet weep! 
A werebeast consumes me. 
Why do I flutter pointlessly beyond the stillness? 
The vampire of stillness far above the wise priestess is comforting. 
And yet their mother dreaming of a comforting priest endures -- but my unknown bombs mourn bursting forth from my vampire...