Already unforgiven ----=-==-====-==-=---- In the darkest night I laugh dreaming of the memory , yet still speak. You outlast the chaotic teacher inside the martyr of loneliness. Struggle, struggle appallingly! Their tornadoes struggle, thunderously... Hellish houses fear my priest, piteously. In this world of ours he is as soft as my authoritarian eyes. Their foul desert mourns, unseeingly! My wicked hill seethes, as soundlessly as a saint of understanding. In my childhood they were as wicked as the spasm through the priest of understanding. Totemic tears seethe, as fitfully as my mirage so recently. Through it all the long-lost vampire far beyond the memory cries... Slumber , mourn pointlessly , die appallingly. Pagan1234@hotmail.com
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.