GOTHYCK

Undefeated soft razors 
( A sonnet by EndlessNameless ) 
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You destroy the mountain stamping on a long-lost serpent, violently. 
I know my figure of bitterness, hopelessly. 
Why are my elves victim-enchanted? 
The eternal faeries accept a werebeast, piteously. 
In the world to come it is as authoritarian as the totemic martyrs. 
Termites speak! 
But before my eyes my city longing for a stupid sea slumbers, as pointlessly as the figure far above the saint stamping on a abandoned serpent. 
Those cruel feet endure in the vengeance still... 
Did I so recently fear a sister, darkly? 
The desolate figure behind the mirage yearning after a female warrior flutters , an abandoned dream slumbers... 
Mourn towering above my dust, flutter! 
The memory beside the memory rages , though still the sinuous ravings surrender hideously. 
Have the elves attacked the reptiles? 
Why do I surrender, as fitfully as the avenging rainbow? 
Has the avenging meadow knew terrifying demons..? 
But before you can close your eyes, my sister of grief seethes , the city seethes...