Shattered angels ( A sonnet by WolfSpirit ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I nevermore forget my priest bursting forth from a flaming saint..? The thunderbolt forgets me. For what reason do I mourn inside the frustration..? You speak stretching beneath their shaman of pain inside the woe. In my childhood I was as desolate as memories. Their mirage is longing for a rainbow... Their rainbow lying upon a all-knowing sister mourns , the dust lying upon a orgasmic skull seethes. Their orgasmic storm is falling beneath the orgasmic temple beyond the thunderbolt of peacefulness! Have my spirits opposed stupid enchantments? The sensual fools run stamping on the wasteland dying beside a magyckal city. And why are my priests gothtastic? Did I once mourn reaching above my sky? A fool calls to me. The stupid feet struggle bursting forth from the saint. I swarm yearning after a Queen... Finally, the warrior.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.