Oh, you mindless creature.
Your ignorance does not allow
you to even speak of love.
I stay put to watch over this spark,
this beauty; even if it's never meant to be.
I bleed for a glimpse of light,
something not pertaining to you.
For this, I will remonstrate with you, devil.
No matter how lachrymose it's going to be.
I may be foolish but it's worth it.
这黑夜里的明亮
好像你那人海中依然突出的美
Friday, January 11, 2008
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