End, by George Chow
From Eden of the forbidden fruit.
The sin of good and bad cast our life.
Mercy of the choices made good.
By Picasso did the circle of blue,
and the parallel of not eve divine.
Merge grow up to Vincent's death.
How he capable of image God's face.
Realized we all have fallen before.
Hope is the presence believe in Christ.
May God's love stays in perpetual.
Then rest to lay surrender in composite been.
This wolrd may exceed its limitless.
For another well being to be blessed.
Thou God create me endless end.
|Posted: 2014-11-10 21:14:11 UTC|
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