姓韓者 11 發表於 February 24, 2005 檢舉 Share 發表於 February 24, 2005 I try to be simple with my language and my poemTell you about what I think as a truth that will be shownThen I walk to the table and stuck on my aggravating thoughtThe dreams of childhood, I know, all are faultYou should not be followed and you should chooseBut then you hear a voiceWhich telling you a concept of price“Chemistry, Physics. No more English or Liberal arts.”Driving yourself into an abysm, inject all you don’t wantCompelling a dream jump into a fire hole Burn up, destroy.Therefore you lose your future lifeEven more hurt than lose loveBut you still have to be slashed by the lashAnd watching your wings become ashYou say “Please Don’t!”The last arguable chance comesTwo words return to your eardrum“No arguing, follow.”Eventually you cannot standEvery second you feel madYou blame yourself as a dunderheadAnd the numbers go through your nervesFormulas, elements and mathematicsYou know you are not suitable for thatBut you have no way to escapeStay back, keep watching burningCreating an admiration of your friendYou take up your penHowever, today’s homework-- Questions up to ten. 鏈接文章 分享到其他網站
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