The following is the text I wrote this year. In addition to programmers, I still like someone who likes to write "poetry", many of them have no topics, just emotional ventilation, time goes back ... Road, sleep again, I am escaping again Who is rain, stop, chasing me at the pain, give it again, you are the most thirsty of this desert, you will continue to hide on the screen, the other side, the dream, the dream, penetrating thin glasses Still waiting for the heart of a lifetime, you can't understand you to go to the sand sea, the other, the sea is the municipality ============================== ================= hate yourself is so afraid of loneliness, especially listening to moving music. Be more afraid, there will be a rainy rain, for the empty space accompaniment, just as I don't know who the thoughts, I miss it and be afraid. Summers half of the smoke, the doctor said that it is not suitable for coffee. Tired, let me get used to sleep, the body is too heavy, the soul is too light, no one, no one. Who can let me sleep? =========================================== === You will come back, I will wait to leave a shadow. Listening to "You are not there", tears to live. All the words are not enough, wearable, like you, this disappears in the virtual. Lonely makes me unable to sing, open the window, can't blow into your smell. I want to hug you, even if I am not your air. A kissed, shaking lips, never print your heart. ============================
