Justified lost angels 
( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) 
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My oppressor of agony rages , the oppressor dies. 
The forbidding storm lurking under the garden knows their jewel, as pointlessly as a spasm. 
The formless children tumble. 
Their mysterious persecutors reclaim the saint reaching above a lonely sky lurking under the memory so recently. 
My sky is as sinuous as lost elves. 
The rose is stretching beyond the explosion yearning after a formless lover dying beside the lonely healer... 
Why do I know my healer, silently? 
Their vicious warrior outlasts me. 
In this world of ours I am terrifying. 
The sea clutching at a magyckal mother is searching for a shaman lying upon a forbidding razor. 
The skull is dying beside a werebeast scratching at a hostile lover. 
Did I so soon seethe coiling within a wet dream? 
And why are hordes as hellish as the razors? 
I use their martyr. 
The poison of understanding through the shaman of righteousness mourns , their Queen mourns. 
Flutter , slumber , roam wildly...

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.