Yes, this is God's Impeccable timing,
For the wounds and bruises healing.
That boastful Old Nick man,
Will be breaking and losing his fangs.
Revenge and justice,
We're not needing this,
Hurt, sadness and painful downfall,
We really don't care anymore.
We truly believed this world goes round,
Even in your dreams, they will haunt.
What you give is what you get,
Your deeds are self-propelled don't forget.
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It's time for take off.
Gel
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Author:
Gelyn Guinto Rodriguez (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 8th, 2017 01:26
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Comments1
May your flight take your towards your dreams.
Thank you
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