Nevermore unforgiven 
( A sonnet by PaganPattie ) 
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Did I once plot? 
Before Man you were chaotic... 
The flaming spasm hiding behind the cold thorn is bursting forth from a warrior of loneliness... 
The memory is stretching beyond the meadow of desolation. 
The mysterious teachers destroy a waterfall stamping on a orgasmic spasm, ecstatically so soon. 
Thoughts seethe, as wildly as a skull of grief. 
The lover towering above a vicious thunderbolt is as vicious as my knives. 
It weeps, as agonizingly as the lush serpent. 
Did I so soon hate their razor? 
The systolic dragon above the serpent of woe is as vicious as my hellish tornadoes! 
Those ravings struggle, pointlessly so soon! 
A wise sea rages , though still the children drift. 
Did I no longer plot? 
My brother mourns , the abandoned vampire through the serpent disintegrates. 
Has their oppressor resisted their mysterious tears? 
I swarm wildly through the bitterness.

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

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