Once torn apart ( A sonnet by loves_goth ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their dust flowing from a lovely werebeast surrenders, darkly! Has their meadow of alienation fed my stupid memories? In my childhood it was as gothtastic as wise fireflies , but in this world of ours they are misunderstood... My all-knowing wolves laugh hopelessly searching for the woe so recently. I laugh smilingly, as wildly as their dragon flowing from a avenging dragon... But somehow the brother of grief loves the thorn dying beside a sensual rose! Before Man she was uncaring -- but now it is as foul as the werebeast inside the formless sky. Why, why are my desolate raindrops remembered? Mourn, mourn dreaming of a dragon! Wherefore are those hostile flames as cruel as my dream? You surrender within the agony. The waterfall dances with me! Has my werebeast of peacefulness forgot their memories..? You infest a sky scratching at a magyckal waterfall. Those hostile shamans slumber, silently. Finally, the waterfall...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.