All my confidence turns to belief and in the self-satisfactory I relieve. I step my way that others can't achieve, and nothing but my faithful soul along accompanied. There's an amorphous murmur striking my mind "Why do you still fantasize the world of bright? You are a nameless traveller suffers from eager, doomed to fall in the hopeless abyss, drwoned by the ignorant sight." I come down with an anonymous illness,filthy and frail- the heart burns,but the body's chill. No more courage to bear the burden, nor the strength to break the arrogance. Oh,my eyes burst out laughing, for the powerful bound of lying. From now I choose not to view, to prevent them from bleeding. ------------------------------------ 又是新的一篇 如果覺得有可以修改的地方麻煩提出 我會很感激的^^ --

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