A child's agony, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow

Momy and Dady are kissing,
 what about me.
 And i would not like to see them argue,
 it makes me cry and sad.
 Either i wonder my life worth spending.
 If i can know Jesus better..
 There is no body there when i suffer.
 Yet God seems like His words for me to remember,
 each night with Him with other wounded love.
 Bible is a bet of miracle or leave all i have in the end of
my time.
Posted: 2017-06-29 03:37:49 UTC

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