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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