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                                            你是我前世丢失的手帕

                                            惹了我今生的泪

                                            那些多病的句子

                                            还时时在心头泛起

                                           谁在说着结局

                                           给你的刀

                                           为何

                                           还握在手里

                                           不曾断去

                                           似水流年              

                                          你的梦里       

                                           我的梦里

                                           都在等一个无望的结局

                                           三月的桃花就要开了

                                          或许    哪个月色琉璃的夜里

                                           所有的故事

                                           都在那半盏酒杯里

                                           就这样吧

                                           微笑着流泪

                                           如若离去

                                           那个披着月色的女子

                                           也该以优雅的手势和你道别

                                           从此

                                           不再提及你的名字