The End of the World 1- dedication to a boy, by George Chow
In Shanghai mental hospital.
This boy looked at me straight from the eyes.
I meek looked back at him asked in my mind why.
All other rest i know better they lost thier pride.
But the boy looked at me smiled with his wide eyes.
It gives me a sense that he knows he won.
That he knows I am not a man to be with him when he fall
And the moment i kept my breath if i can be a man someday.
The heart ache we left without goodbye.
The heart ache we forgot to tell each other's look.
That I adore you the way we say hi.
Do upon or Die on the side.
You mean the world to me as i kept remember your sight.
And the end of the world I will tell you that you won.
May our peace be blessed.
|Posted: 2013-11-16 12:34:01 UTC|
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