When the World become a Court, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow

I have shown you the best of me,
to dignify what you have once gave me.
This court is as loud as thunder,
as the night lightening pass the scorns.
The life I had seen those fake away moves.
Persuade me the meaning of love is her tempted smile instead
her name.
But the crys of dark night rain I remember the most.
Wordless of beg for mercy in this court of do or dies.
There are people out there alone still have dream with you
God.
And the kids are lost the sinner's death give them a lesson
of lies.
That the winner laugh about time,
looser be forgotten in sight.
No mercy the eternal life sets..
Where I see them cross the rainbow bridge but grey
occupied.
There is just me here walking.
There is just me here sitting.
And your Son gives the passion to keep the dream alive.
Give orders to Hell, Earth, Heaven to those are satisfied.
Rest are free calculate the numbers by acts.
Posted: 2013-11-28 06:09:28 UTC

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