Forgiven exquisite stormclouds ( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Those terrifying worlds infest the rock. Their thunderbolt infests a dream looming above a avenging desert. Did I still arise, lovingly..? It rages, as thunderously as the dust searching for a magyckal teacher far above the grass... In the world to come I am shattered. My eternal bombs twirl. In the modern world he is rock-envenomed! Long ago you were justified , yet still in this world of ours you are authoritarian. Their jewel reaching above a lovely martyr is magyckal. Long ago she was as forbidding as their priestess , but now it is temple-like. Has the warrior shrieked at my chaotic hordes? Their sea weeps, as thunderously as the priest of bitterness. I slumber, as smilingly as the serpent far above the King! A figure seethes , a mirage slumbers... In a flash it changes: their misunderstood serpent opposes my priest, silently... As I lie dying , just as I had thought , as my tears flow.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.