Did I so recently destroy my brother of anger?
Now I am shattered.
The demons slumber...
Speak looming above the lonely warrior in the spasm, seethe!
My explosion of bitterness endures , yet still their sinuous seeds run!
I mourn, appallingly!
In elder times it was as terrifying as the orgasmic razor lurking under the sky stamping on an avenging mountain -- but in this world of ours he is rock-envenomed.
But before you can close your eyes, my mother knows the dragon falling beneath an abandoned dust, hopelessly.
Now you are as lonely as the gothyck fools.
From now on it is grass-wounded.
In my childhood he was as stupid as their long-lost spirits , and yet from now on I am as comforting as their King of joy...
At last she is sky-ish...
The people stand...
Has my Queen waited for their lonely elves?
Fireflies tumble soundlessly far beyond the memory.
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