Baohan Tran Le Poems

A gambler with fire
A dire, a desire
A smile, a cry
A wire, wrapped with lies
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Eyes closed, heart stopped
Mouth shut, head dropped
Killed
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Aurora, my lady
Been tortured so daily
You conquer, your eyes
Forlorn is what it speaks
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What will happen
If I keep on running?
What will happen
If keep on running?
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When you know for so sure that you will die
You feel so calm to watch the people you loved live
And for once if a person does not understand
What it really feels like to hold nothing in your hand
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