Thread:ILikeScrumptiousWillie/@comment-5138166-20181018050406/@comment-37107562-20181018053659

It will get better I promise, you are valid. I wrote a poem for you:

Heaven's Comrade

Man of the sea sees the shores, only to find no one adores. Whispering angels of the wind, live without shackles till the end. Strike me down with your lightning, oh thunder man you are not frightning, Comrade S S, do you see the sea? Washed up on shore the lightning smites thee. Over the sand he says his words, if you so wholeheartedly want it, listen to the angels of the wind, let your shackles come undone, let the lightning quake, let the shore dance with glee. Whipsering angels fade to wind, thunder man now small and thin, up above the heavens cry, Comrade S S start a new, be alive.