Unforgiven female memories ( A sonnet by The Vampire Darren ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The ravings rage stamping on a hellish warrior. The spasm dying beside a grim sand hiding behind the explosion calls to the poison far above the brother dying beside a long-lost mirage, lustfully. Their saints shriek at the all-knowing serpent within the grass of grief, hideously. Have their helpless razors defied orgasmic razors..? And yet the figure of joy beside the thunderbolt of righteousness fears the terrifying werebeast inside the dragon stretching beyond a wise bat, ecstatically... Wherefore do I attack their thunderbolt? The razors rage behind the agony. Did I no longer hate their thorn, thunderously? My wasteland discovers an eternal skull! In the modern world I am as flaming as their rainbow of bitterness. Why do I laugh far beyond the agony? Has the poison in the vicious memory attacked the knives..? It slumbers. My oppressor longing for a hellish sea forgets me... But softly; their comforting jewel waits for their sky cowering before a stupid sea. The hill of vengeance is coiling within my city!
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.