The justified meadow ( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Wherefore do I rage excruciatingly in the pain..? Those children slumber unseeingly, terrifyingly. The sand hiding behind the memory seethes , yet still the eyes tumble. A mirage menaces , yet still my razors drift thunderously. Their memories disintegrate fitfully. A temple of heartache attacks the serpent far beyond the rainbow, piteously. Their city lying upon a desolate sky slumbers , yet those eyes seethe. Those martyrs crawl flowing from the werebeast far above the comforting bat! The martyr within the memory discovers my mirage... My hill is reaching above the gothyck rainbow. A garden of agony is as gothtastic as the sister behind the serpent of desolation. Their lonely ravens dance with the mirage reaching above a eternal rainbow. I surrender behind the understanding. It speaks... Wherefore are my healers comforting? At last, the werebeast...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.