What Day, what night
Memories haunted me
Memories like a sinister fight
Do not let me live normally.
I think this night,
When l struggle with the truth,
But this truth is complicated,
Like my whole like.
I'm afraid to go forward,
But you can't take a step back
I again make the wrong move,
To be away from you.
You and I are like in a hell,
That is full of live,
My instincts move forward
And it kills me.
Something pulls me toward you,
Like a strong magnet,
But I still keep my distance
Doing back to you.
Wrong move Original
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