夜、雾

起雾了

           昨夜的雾

                           让我想起了小时候

                    的单纯

            而现在的我

              离单纯越来越远了

                          雾

                  朦胧

                            就好像

                  墨水画

                                         那般诗情画意

                           为什么我的心

            就不能像雾那样

                                                  朦胧

                                模糊

                                                       也许我的不单纯

                               学会了说谎

                                                   学会了伪装

                                                                           学会了隐藏

                               这里可以让我放纵

               这里可以让我找回自我

                               这里可以让我想说就说什么

                   虚拟的世界

                                 让我有安全感

                                             雾中之感悟

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