The Laughter, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow

When everything seems complex.
Life stucks where hardship to overcome.
Otherwise to stay calm slowly letting go,
Stay where life stop at the vision of God.
To make a life's bet to reach the top.
Just remember the old lady's psycho laughter.
Hubble the laughter out to her astray teeth,
from her full lung's peak.
Let the fun to be persuade by heart from darkness.
Not even the cunning death can be proud,
of your over laping breath a last.
Posted: 2013-03-11 02:47:21 UTC

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