43 muscles cross our faces,
ten thousand moods.
Science, once I grew up, said so.
Each day’s thousand phrases
hide a hundred lies.
Each day, my lie detector,
you find mine.
43 muscles cross our faces,
ten thousand moods.
Science, once I grew up, said so.
Each day’s thousand phrases
hide a hundred lies.
Each day, my lie detector,
you find mine.
PoemWiki 评分
暂无评论 写评论