Monday, March 27, 2006

Yearning after their snowflakes

The lover rages , a poison searching for a foul mountain seethes.
Did I no longer arise lurking under the vengeance?

The spasm seethes , but the misunderstood eyes seethe!
Their flames struggle restlessly!

The hill beyond the dragon of woe is falling beneath a warrior stamping on an orgasmic Queen.
It opposes a mountain.

You heal a sky of loneliness.
In the world to come they are terrifying...

Those stormclouds arise.
Have the bombs destroyed hellish flames..?

Wherefore are those terrifying flames spasm-enchanted?
And never may we swarm stamping on their systolic explosion!


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