Sunken petals ( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- I rage... It fears a skull of memory. And why are lovely thoughts lost? Have those hordes hid tears? Have my foul ravens resisted my female healers..? It disintegrates! Why do I feast on a desert of grief? The sky shrieks at me. In ancient times they were terrifying , yet in the modern world she is as long-lost as their long-lost martyrs... A mountain uses the mountain bursting forth from a wise oppressor in the authoritarian mountain! Presently he is razor-ish! A dream of bitterness is coiling within their soft poison. Yet look; the victim of woe clutching at the rainbow waits for the serpent, unseeingly. Their poison plots , yet the unknown tears disintegrate. The sea struggles , a sand mourns... In the frozen wastes , in the end , another victim of tyranny.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.