We all could be better

Miidong Daloeng

When we forget to live in the land of the living
We die.
What we throw to the universe
It shreds and sends back as price or problems.
Indecision in decision
Positions are different from postures
The rivers you’ve cried
do not make your eyes water less
You’re hopeful hopelessly so
When angers shows up
Be angry
Joy may just follow after
Be less trusting of people
The log in your eyes is fine where it is
Else you see things that clarity shouldn’t.
Love someone i beg you
Open the door to your heart
and shot it when love enters
Live in this land of the living
You must live before you die

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