Spirit, by George Chow
You like the song or the music?
or can not live without both.
You like the story or the rhyme?
or just to enjoy the lyrics.
Maybe its not important for the writer or
to dwell in possibility's fullfillment.
And its not important for you to judge your favorites.
But each issue and manner meant to repeat again.
Only hope when the times a symphony,
sounds like a sympathy.
With all your words crashes.
Then time is worth while between you and me.
|Posted: 2013-03-11 02:52:44 UTC|
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