Teeth, mouth, fur of emotion
Finger and nail
Sweatily I compose my own song
And arm, and leg
With fever in my slow motion
Also sound of the griever
The tunnel inside me
the deceiver
Talk to the hand
the point of mistake
Finding meaning
Triple wrong acts
Impossibility
Trying to ease
My journey, long way to misery
Noise of fierceness
within voice of peace
The long pause for good
Silence of mood
Now, here, then
You and me
Hopeless
In death
Let end it all
We end it all
Death in dreaming
to be waken up
and found ourselves sleeping
How
to let them know
We are desperate
The journey, long way to misery
Noise of fierceness
within voice of peace
Talk to the hand
the point of mistake
Finding meaning
Triple wrong acts
Put me in sleep
With verses of Satan
Would they be angry
When you join me
In the dearest shadow
you, me
we
never think of tomorrow
Beo Nguyen
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