When I shut my eyes and hug the darkness, can't the world vanish for a moment?
When I think of the past and try to live the memories, I smile nimbly, can't I live it again?
When life increases its pace and I begin to declive the race, can't I get off and go home again?
When I look outside and see freedom, feel nothing, can't I live it for once?
When pain masks everything else and aggravates the languish, can't I come to you and feel alive again?
When I think of the past and try to live the memories, I smile nimbly, can't I live it again?
When life increases its pace and I begin to declive the race, can't I get off and go home again?
When I look outside and see freedom, feel nothing, can't I live it for once?
When pain masks everything else and aggravates the languish, can't I come to you and feel alive again?
past is always....alluring!!
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