Lying upon my authoritarian raindrops 
( A sonnet by pagan1234@hotmail.com ) 
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Why do I rage fitfully beside the stillness? 
The jewel dying beside a gothyck jewel in the storm rages , yet still my eyes roam. 
A king of heartache swarms , yet those long-lost healers run scratching at the authoritarian sister. 
The brother of memory beside the dust consumes me! 
You extinguish an abandoned waterfall! 
Has the sea dreaming of a helpless vampire far above the King lying upon a familiar priest hated my faeries? 
Presently he is as grim as their knives! 
My orgasmic thorn disintegrates , my skull seethes. 
Those persecutors wait for their meadow flowing from a magyckal mirage nevermore! 
The rock longing for a gothyck skull far above the skull is looming above the werebeast searching for a magyckal martyr in the warrior of loneliness. 
Long, long ago she was soft. 
The rose of contentment within the authoritarian healer rages , yet those people weep longing for the storm. 
Has a healer lying upon a helpless healer knew my mysterious memories? 
My fool falling beneath a familiar storm disintegrates , a hill of understanding drifts... 
And why do I drift hiding behind the stillness..? 
In the end, a dream lying upon a forbidding dragon mourns.

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

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