The End of the World, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow

Ghosts body obsess.
Spirits body influences.
Souls body divinity.
Flesh body steadiness.
Minds body peace.
When the time comes,
its all will be judged.
And the Son of savior is the water and fire.
Take you, transform you, guide you, lead you, beam you.
To your promised home.
As the new begin to celebrate God.
But time will always force an entity worship God in peace,
for how there is a ball ended before in a satan's faith for
all that matters.
Posted: 2015-06-29 08:03:37 UTC

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