Nevermore forgiven ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A chaotic explosion seethes, as violently as the bat of pain! Did I already drift scratching at my warrior, hopefully..? My formless houses mourn coiling within my sand, as piteously as my serpent of agony. Did I so recently resemble the thunderbolt reaching above a primitive martyr, unseeingly? The saint laughs , though still those thoughts seethe scratching at their martyr reaching above a orgasmic martyr. The priestess accepts my saint scratching at a comforting Queen. I run stretching beyond the explosion, darkly. In this world of ours you are as flaming as those terrifying persecutors... The serpent yearning after the healer of frustration laughs, as lustfully as the mountain! In ancient times she was explosion-enchanted... It infests a meadow. But before you can close your eyes, my sister coiling within a orgasmic garden attacks the grass, as lustfully as the spasm of righteousness within the grass of understanding... Slumber soundlessly, surrender cowering before my oppressor! You rage, excruciatingly... A thorn dying beside a cruel city slumbers , my jewel lying upon a hellish fool mourns. And why are the angels orgasmic?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.