十字街头


我无力挽留你的存在                                
尚未成熟的记忆                                   
凝炼成青涩的尸骸                                   
仿佛童话                                   
配合了柔软地叹息                                   
我只负责埋葬你如烟的结局                                   
蚂蚁说它的心很脆弱                                   
我说一二三木头人                                   
东南西北上下左右                                   
我的青春光景                                   
粘稠的像一瓶白色指甲油                                 
最终遗失在了街头