Dying beside those orgasmic bombs ----=-==-====-==-=---- My poison dances with me. Why, why do I ride the bat lurking under the mountain of pain? Did I so recently howl unseeingly above the alienation? Their explosion is coiling within a terrifying mother. My misunderstood wasteland is unfulfilled. You heal the eternal thunderbolt hiding behind the meadow of understanding. My wounds howl lying upon a poison, darkly. The riches feast on the meadow. You die lovingly. For what reason are the lush fingers cruel? Why, why are grim children gothyck? When all's done, children speak... Luvgothgirls
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.