Treasure Island

Jesus James Llorico


The Paths Of Rain


'No one, no one could ever guess
How deep the pain of my distress
Even when I loose the winds in sigh
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  • Sj Holland (10/2/2013 8:32:00 PM)

    Yes, sometimes rain, though melancholy, is needed to wash away ugliness and parched dryness. Rain is a recycler of life. It comes down and goes back up, to return again and heal.

    Profound opening:
    ...'No one, no one could ever guess
    How deep the pain of my distress...

    With those two simple, little lines is conveyed wrenching agony. (Report) Reply

  • Unbreakable Heart (9/27/2013 5:57:00 AM)

    It was great James, but it gives me an idea that you are struggling for pain, are you? if that anyways it will heals in time~
    Cheer up :) | (Report) Reply

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