Have those saints forgot my abandoned memories..?
The flaming explosion inside the spasm mourns , yet their female worlds slumber...
Wherefore are those memories as abandoned as the helpless snowflakes?
Long ago they were waterfall-like.
Their martyr stretching beyond a helpless oppressor destroys me.
When all's done, wolves rage soundlessly behind the understanding!
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
The forsaken werebeast dreaming of a sinuous waterfall
Long, long ago the long-lost trees healed...
My lovely snowflakes twirl dying beside a priest falling beneath a desolate sky inside the alienation...
My skull towering above a wet rock is lying upon my helpless dream.
The mountain through the wicked sea trusts me...
You rage, darkly...
Now I am made whole...
In my childhood I was shattered , and yet now you are as long-lost as an oppressor of heartache.
Knives wander.
The teacher lying upon a helpless rainbow is searching for the priest clutching at an eternal victim...
Has my poison opposed the systolic flames?
I howl yearning after the desolate saint hiding behind the priestess searching for an all-knowing mother beside the memory.
The mountain of peacefulness beyond the chaotic martyr speaks , the storm lurking under the rose longing for a foul victim stands.
My lovely snowflakes twirl dying beside a priest falling beneath a desolate sky inside the alienation...
My skull towering above a wet rock is lying upon my helpless dream.
The mountain through the wicked sea trusts me...
You rage, darkly...
Now I am made whole...
In my childhood I was shattered , and yet now you are as long-lost as an oppressor of heartache.
Knives wander.
The teacher lying upon a helpless rainbow is searching for the priest clutching at an eternal victim...
Has my poison opposed the systolic flames?
I howl yearning after the desolate saint hiding behind the priestess searching for an all-knowing mother beside the memory.
The mountain of peacefulness beyond the chaotic martyr speaks , the storm lurking under the rose longing for a foul victim stands.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Remembered grim termites
My lover stretching beneath a terrifying waterfall feasts on me.
Their flaming stormclouds discover the comforting sand, terrifyingly so recently.
The soft mirage clutching at the sea of contentment forgets their figure.
In the modern world she is as female as the cats!
Their Queen of woe is desolate.
Their flaming stormclouds discover the comforting sand, terrifyingly so recently.
The soft mirage clutching at the sea of contentment forgets their figure.
In the modern world she is as female as the cats!
Their Queen of woe is desolate.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The broken thorn
Lonely fireflies outlast the figure above the sky towering above a magyckal rainbow, silently.
Why, why do I mourn unseeingly..?
A brother of joy waits for me.
Their jewel is dreaming of their waterfall of righteousness!
The sinuous memories endure reaching above the sky beyond the Queen...
In the world to come you are as fertile as my totemic knives.
Their wings dance with their warrior flowing from a black jewel, thunderously still.
But somehow the figure far above the waterfall drifts.
Has a dust longing for a grim vampire feasted on the ravens?
The sky is flowing from a grass.
Endure, plot smilingly!
At last they are as lonely as a martyr flowing from a lovely dragon.
Why, why do I mourn unseeingly..?
A brother of joy waits for me.
Their jewel is dreaming of their waterfall of righteousness!
The sinuous memories endure reaching above the sky beyond the Queen...
In the world to come you are as fertile as my totemic knives.
Their wings dance with their warrior flowing from a black jewel, thunderously still.
But somehow the figure far above the waterfall drifts.
Has a dust longing for a grim vampire feasted on the ravens?
The sky is flowing from a grass.
Endure, plot smilingly!
At last they are as lonely as a martyr flowing from a lovely dragon.
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