數不清的哀愁，化為一滴滴淚水，滴在純白的雪上，印出一個個圓形的小洞。滾燙的淚水迷失了雙眼，眼前模糊的一片，回憶著，那心中唯一還在的東西，有時想著，或許我真的不該出現在這個世界，如果當初那個醫生沒有將我嗓子裏的鮮血吸出來，或許我真的不存在``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````
    BY：幽
    2012。01。27。21：57