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As they all say

They are all the same

For me I was happy that he came

He promised me heaven and Earth, 

Which I knew he never own 

Everything will come to an end but in my mind I thought that it depends 

He made my mind to turn in an anticlockwise direction 

After few memories shared,

I realized I was directionles

His voice was now war in which my ears has to be his army 

A foreign god which my mouth has to give praises and sacrifices

I was shattered and I wished for nowhere to be somewhere perhaps anywhere could have been better

Hopeless and helplessness because my best friends that made me remain speechless because of he cared less 

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