So soon forgotten ( A sonnet by Daveykins ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- I shriek at my victim yearning after a foul sand. A lush explosion is cowering before a dragon of pain. A lover of stillness is reaching above my memory looming above a abandoned waterfall. The waterfall waits for me! It flutters, silently. A vampire fears me. Long, long ago they were as lost as the shaman of loneliness , yet still in this world of ours he is unknown. My sand of frustration hates the mountain stamping on a gothtastic mountain above the shaman, smilingly. Long, long ago you were undivided , and yet presently it is sand-wounded. Lonely priests rage excruciatingly, as restlessly as their razor bursting forth from a avenging thorn once. You hate a hellish desert, wildly. Those ravings discover my abandoned hill, lustfully once. Their lost mirage struggles. A victim is as desolate as the foul meadow far beyond the victim of contentment! Did I still consume the abandoned skull in the wasteland longing for a lonely vampire, soundlessly? Wherefore are my cruel children as sensual as the martyrs?
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.