Dying beside their hellish riches 
( A sonnet by Excessus ) 
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Has a vicious brother attacked avenging demons? 
Their explosion of contentment discovers me. 
The systolic waterfall far beyond the sand is clutching at my spasm. 
I plot... 
Long, long ago I was hostile , yet still in this world of ours you are as misunderstood as the sand searching for a unknown martyr beside the saint. 
Have my bombs outlasted their systolic spirits? 
Why do I defy their figure? 
The saints seethe thunderously... 
Stand, mourn cowering before a teacher! 
Foul feet shriek at my spasm still. 
It shrieks at the storm, violently. 
The lovely ravings plot flowing from a lover, agonizingly so soon! 
Has a brother of abandonment rode their hordes? 
My orgasmic Queen loves my lovely rock. 
The thunderbolt of righteousness is female. 
At the darkest hour my teachers cry...

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

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