Luyện nghe bài hát Minutes Pass

minutes
stretching lines into my
people
in and out next to me
closing
burning thoughts like a

faceless frames of this
lose all and color
and all time the ground is rising
a broken can never move on

i can see it
i was never
i can see it
been dead all these years

paper
counting marks that stain my
lowered
pass the grid of my window
tiled
just the same as the before