我的痛

                              

                                清晨

                          带着星星的泪

                            点亮了太阳

                                  雾

                          拖曳着迷茫

                      打潮了梦的翅膀

                              雨

                    带着天上的悲哀

                  亲吻着梧桐的寂寞

                              夕阳

                    挽了最后一丝羞涩

                      醉了满地的枫叶

                          午夜的泪

                            化作流星

                          坠落在地球上

                                阳光

                              告诉我

                        无病呻吟的痛

                  是昨夜深入骨髓的梦