2007-08-09 15:55:32微
May i conclude a poem, for myself
Where is my conclusion?
He left me behind words bricks.
I can’t find him, in a minite.
My vision vains with my thinking.
Never mind the winds blow, Anymore.
No more wondering,
No more drifts.
Tingling besides the blue fountain.
May i bring you a poem,
Conveying the longing and vanishment.
So beautiful the day,
ends with gloomy clouds.
Again, Despaired.
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