Having a look at older stuff.I was looking for more of plastic pancakes stuff to read to no avail.I came upon this and rain and pain,rhymes with insane and many other dark words.Here is a line from something I wrote as a teenager.The only bit I remember.

The rain washes away the pain,
Chases all of lifes **** away,
And I'm happy once again,
As I cleanse my blood in the roaring flood that's you,
You're my sea of rain.

I have never rhymed pain with rain again but it tickled me that you did.insane in the membrane one love from Wayne.I know.9 months to come up with a name and my mother chose Wayne.No imagination.

it's just the way it's suppose to be,
the bittersweet scars of a memory...

yes, Pansy, time about 1,5 year ago. but now I laugh again
what happend happened, what didn�t happen never could happen and no point to regret

NICE

If¤s The Old Days
Return¤s Again..

Nice poem .