挥泪的节奏 

                                      丑陋的真实固执的悬在头顶
                                      情感并非脆弱 
                                      却无法承受  于是 
                                      盲目的自尊开始坠落 
                                      冷冷的直面地狱里潮湿的风 
                                      跌进自卑裂开的缝 
                                      也许 
                                      头破血流仅仅是一种证明 
                                      谎言化成哭声已承认为此心痛 
                                      因而在模糊的泪光中 
                                      许多人竟毫无理由 
                                      却永远改变了他们真实的面孔

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