Luyện nghe bài hát Uncorrected Proofs

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