- "Control"
is absurd, a kind of unhappy and unhappy...
The world is parallel to you, on the twenty-third floor
you laugh, you take medicine, you suffer from horns, like happiness is the name of
an old brothel
Ten o'clock in the evening is called morning, open the window and
let the sun come in, ask it to sit down -
"you sit down, you hold the microphone, you jump on one foot"
to arrange a job for you, arrange for your girlfriend to be pregnant and
give it to every room in the room. Closet full of clothes
"SHE LOST CONTROL..."
Arranging your married life, having sex with your wife is
like sitting alone in an empty room.
I saw you and your wife shed tears one after another.
2014.5.6.
Yan Bin
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