To love the rain
I will sleep well tonight
With the tumble of raindrops.
My lost soul is still not found
But the raindrops comfort me.
The rhythm of chaos reminds me
My human form is real
My lost anger and fear of the death brigade
Tumbles with each discordant rhythm
I would add music, but I have not figured out how to to do that yet.
Neither with sound nor written cord.
I am very rude.
I am sorry for blasphemy on Oolith's journal.
I will not do this again.
I truly love Oolith and wish I could be better at garnering Oolith's recognition.
Oolith, please forgive me. I was over come with your spirit.
I venture to say, unless you tell Oolith how great she is she is going to come around and slap a delete on your ninny.