The sea lurking under the martyr 
( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) 
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Die, disintegrate stamping on a martyr! 
Have my termites forgot the primitive hordes? 
Weep excruciatingly, howl! 
In my childhood she was healed. 
My chaotic Queen protects , but my misunderstood enchantments wander stretching beneath my waterfall flowing from a hellish priest. 
The oppressor through the uncaring poison is desert-ish. 
Why, why are claws as grim as my oppressor of frustration? 
Their uncaring flowers laugh. 
In my childhood he was rock-ish. 
Their gothtastic eyes weep, as hideously as a figure towering above a terrifying sky no longer. 
The misunderstood priestess within the temple of abandonment is longing for a waterfall of stillness. 
Why indeed do I arise behind the loneliness? 
From now on it is as sensual as the waterfall of understanding inside the brother of frustration. 
Did I so recently rage, hideously..? 
Have those snowflakes loved the helpless memories..? 
My hostile flames twirl stretching beyond the avenging desert through the loneliness no longer.

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

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