Luyện nghe bài hát Uncorrected Proofs

The mirrors and the nods.
tones and license plates.
The words you choose.
the day's too small to hold spills on to the dusk,
and the evening's fuse.
So you for a voice and sing "Happy Birthday."
Read it to again.
The stories end the same.
He can't stay and she run,
and is where they're calling from.
Staunch the blood from tiny cuts.
all out of bandages.
The rattle taunt.
Sifting through shards of glass,
looking for a filament lit the life you want.
So you stumble for the phone, the cord and pull.
Will your readership the stories always end the same?
She can't stay and he won't run, and is where they're calling from.
Afraid is where you're from.