THE VACUUM - By Sylvia Salima


At a  distance he Is" At a mile I run

His cold glance kills my soul

His phoney embrace makes me love him even more:

He became a stranger 'when he used to be my love

He became like a puzzle :complicated to uncover

Even at close" he's still at a distance

At a distance he is at a mile I run:

Towards a love that is vacuum in his eyes.

- Written by: Sylvia Salima

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