May 2014
rumble, rumble
I hear it;
that beautiful sound of destruction.
pitter patter
Hear that rhythm of rain.
It's the drums of the storm.
Listen to the wind's howl.
Oh how the sounds of the storm are so beautiful.
Nothing's like the drums of rain, the bass of thunder, the voice of wind and flashes of light.
Oh dear God. it's a thing of beauty.
Too bad their life's short
I hear it;
that beautiful sound of destruction.
pitter patter
Hear that rhythm of rain.
It's the drums of the storm.
Listen to the wind's howl.
Oh how the sounds of the storm are so beautiful.
Nothing's like the drums of rain, the bass of thunder, the voice of wind and flashes of light.
Oh dear God. it's a thing of beauty.
Too bad their life's short
I am insanely happy during thunderstorms, which is weird since I really depressed when it rain.
(Canada)
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