觸摸到的字,親到的音符,聞過的畫面,一切遠遠近近的,沒有排列,像數字一樣朦朧的散落在記憶里。
一個刹那一個刹那的迷失在時間的縫隙里,粘稠的液體飄著在空氣中,沒有對等的出口可以喘氣。
恍恍惚惚之間月亮大大黃黃的一點一點升起,像是從未如此出現過,連路邊的野貓也停住腳步,品舔寂寥。
言語早已經摔碎了,打散了一字一字順著河水流向遠方。
Entries from September 2009
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And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
I can’t take my eyes off of you
I can’t take my eyes off you
I can’t take my eyes off of you
I can’t take my eyes off you
I [...]
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