一百二十五号作品：雨夜

山菊

人生有没有意义我不知道。我知道的是真正去了解自己是件很有意思的事~~~只有走入人心（尤其是自己的内心），才能走出浅薄，走向成熟。

holycow

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

- x1 Z* k: Y4 k/ M$ Z5 a9 I" YStaring at the blank page before you
" s* Z. s4 ]" yOpen up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
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Reaching for something in the distance
5 t7 n  M# H& T3 c+ ASo close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
& a. R9 V0 L/ _5 D8 ZOnly you can let it in
9 X. g" `3 O1 v9 pNo one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
0 [7 L7 o  h+ UDrench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
) o& D; e7 ?1 Q5 A) x8 zToday is where your book begins
; N5 y+ \$ x: O3 l! B) zThe rest is still unwritten

0 B! m; L1 Y5 Z/ ?. l0 pUnwritten---(Natasha Bedingfield)