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 Jul 2014 Michael Duong
Labyrinth
You see, I want that, I want that, ‘my friends think I’m crazy’ kind of love.
That ‘reckless’ kind of love.
That ‘wake up early make you breakfast’ kind of love.
That, ‘crack open my life and say look, you gotta see this’ kind of love.
Forget the shallow stuff, I want the deepest kind of love.
That ‘I want to stay up late and tell you all my secrets’ kind of love.
That every time I see you walk on pieces kind of love.
I want that ‘stand next to me’ kind of love.
That ‘it’s by destiny’ kind of love.
That ‘no matter what happens to me, you’ll always get the best of me’ kind of love.
That ‘you get my heart and my mind, this world gets the rest of me’ kind of love.
That ‘invest in me’ kind of love, because ‘you already know that I’m invested in you’ kind of love.
That ‘you come home upset, and you don’t have to say nothing, I already know what to do’ kind of love.

I want,
love.
Title: To The Girl Who Works at Starbucks Down The Street From My House
Credits to: Rudy Francisco
28.03.2014

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dgm4c7Xs80
 Jul 2014 Michael Duong
haysia
Life
 Jul 2014 Michael Duong
haysia
"Life isn't complicated." People are.
Life is unfair to you
Life is unfair to me
Life is unfair to them
Life is unfair to all of us
So, life is fair.
Don't blame it all in this world
or in your life.
When you make a choice
You should know to handle the consequences



Life is too short to worry about.
Life can be so strange when you're standing in the middle of it all
but so wonderful at the same time

Watching the motions
tracing the lines
Each day I find
it leads to inside

Sow what is spoken
thread what is open
never stop hoping
for what's up in the sky

I can't tell you
what's up ahead
but I can show you how it is
to face the fear instead

What's the cost of letting go of doubt and believing in yourself?
It's shedding off the skin of another that tries to bind your spirit
A bitter thought is cast aside if you let the heart guide you
That's why I won't waste my time
Or my flesh
Or my blood
On the pains of the petty lies

I can't change the fact
paths have been lain and walked across the earth before me
It's an original act
the notes seem the same but their blend makes a different story


I'm so tired of sleeping
wired in dreaming
someone please pull the chord
and bring me back home

Call singularity
combine divine polarities
Grant me the clarity
I don't plan to walk alone
**FadedFate**
Poetry is like gusts of fresh air
Harbinger of the soul’s catharsis
Flowing emotions through the pen
Concealed pain written across the pages
Healing the pain which was long buried
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