推 imagine155: manners maketh man / disorder maketh poet03/29 08:25
推 spacedunce5: so damn true i'm crying03/29 09:38
※ 編輯: korn31910 (114.24.133.10), 04/10/2018 08:36:03
Stop his heart from yelling
Or, give him a sound sleep without dreaming
If not cruel enough, fill him up with time
Let him get along with reality
And he will be fed by responsibility
No more time to play
No he cannot complain
As a dead poet we call him a man
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