精華區beta poetry 關於我們 聯絡資訊
I don't know When I roam on the ground As if I were free The financial spring Runs dry, And drains me In vain I find So many filters That cannot change the demands Kites, yo-yos And the hands. The sewer, unseen, Works too hard for something I could not but drink. The sewer, under, unseen, Is supporting my being With pitiful stink -- 帶走回蕩的回憶 你像流浪的流星  把我丟在黑夜 想著你 你要離開的黎明 我的眼淚在眼睛     下定決心我決定  用恆星的恆心 等你 等你 -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 140.119.199.8 ※ 編輯: Chiwaku 來自: 140.119.199.8 (01/08 17:47)