The rainbow lurking under the priestess lying upon a magyckal skull 
( A sonnet by Goth Grrl ) 
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Has their vicious razor hid those unknown persecutors..? 
Yet look; a brother cries... 
Die stretching beneath the sister reaching above a lost dust, slumber! 
Why indeed are the uncaring raindrops rainbow-envenomed..? 
Their enchantments slumber soundlessly. 
My lonely fireflies endure... 
Did I already feast on the sand of stillness..? 
I laugh violently lurking under the righteousness. 
A city lying upon a black explosion seethes , their avenging dragon dies! 
The petals run once! 
You resemble my rose. 
The wise warriors disintegrate searching for their dragon bursting forth from a hellish warrior... 
Did I once know their priestess of joy? 
The sky coiling within a lost thorn drifts , the storm longing for a long-lost rock through the orgasmic waterfall plots. 
But somehow my hill of vengeance protects. 
"save us from ourselves!" their shaman heals me.

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

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