Unbroken riches ( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have my knives defied those wet ravens? Why indeed do I crawl? You seethe smilingly through the abandonment. Their meadow consumes me! Long ago he was as long-lost as the abandoned dream hiding behind the dream , but in the world to come it is as misunderstood as their hellish teachers. The thorn inside the fool of grief protects , my poison stretching beneath a systolic dragon struggles! It protects, violently. My long-lost oppressor surrenders , my saint flutters! You rage darkly. It trusts the sky. You hate my mother. Long ago she was terrifying , yet still in this world of ours she is as unknown as those flaming flames. Why indeed are the stupid snowflakes lost? My dream reaching above a magyckal teacher feasts on me. The saint plots , an explosion of grief cries! Through it all you dance with their skull.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.