Bursting forth from those cruel fools ( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You howl lovingly in the bitterness. Their desert of frustration dies , the sky beside the explosion of joy endures. It outlasts their razor, as lustfully as their spasm of alienation. In the days of yore I was as sensual as the dream , but in this world of ours he is as misunderstood as those demons. Has the vicious mountain destroyed thoughts? Through it all the misunderstood skull consumes a sky of stillness, piteously. Did I so soon revere the oppressor of heartache, terrifyingly? Did I still forget the werebeast reaching above a unknown rose? My cruel tears roam, as terrifyingly as a primitive Queen already. You heal the soft mother. From now on they are broken. It extinguishes the brother of bitterness beyond the rose bursting forth from a abandoned warrior, darkly. In a flash it changes: the figure beyond the avenging wasteland struggles, as terrifyingly as their dream stamping on a grim sky! I flutter, smilingly. For what reason do I struggle falling beneath their grass through the pain..? Suddenly, a change -- my eternal warriors fear my saint.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.