After All, by George Chow
All that i have been through.
Are the God's gift to me what i deserve.
Those that are not as my wish.
Came from the price of unleash hearts.
That are yet to be achieve its goal.
To be content by the time relative to future unkown.
This menace is the equality of the risk meet eternal life.
The unspoken words..
After all, I look back.
To find where i belong..
|Posted: 2013-07-20 08:25:56 UTC|
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