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Friday, December 17, 2004

杉菜

西方曾经有位哲人说:

女人啊
华丽的金钻 闪耀的珠光
为你赢得了女皇般虚妄的想像
岂知你的周遭
只剩下势利的毒
傲慢的香
撩人也杀人的芬芳

女人啊
当你再度向财富致敬
向名利欢呼
向权力高举臂膀
请不必寻问那只曾经歌咏的画眉
它已经不知飞向何方
因为它的嗓音已经干枯暗哑
为了真实、尊容
和洁净灵魂的灭亡



+ [A]nGe| @ 12:55

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