Now
an icicle hangs in my heart
So pointed
that men would rather swallow a bulb
So cold
that an atom could freeze a burning furnace
So hard
that it would break a humongous stone heart
let not the coldness of your icicle wrap me
let not the sharpness of your icicle soothe me
let not the slipperiness of your icicle chase me
by the way
only your French fries could stay
To you I pledge
no love
no desire
no …
hahahhahahahahahha 哈哈哈哈哈哈哈
答里拉, 哈哈
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hahahaha, 2位写得绝。目前为止,法国两样东西给我留下了极其难忘的印象:)
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