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Times.
They make you promised,
But when the promises are broken,
They shout to the world that you are a liar.
They forced you to believe,
But when you lose faith,
They swear to god that you are not a believer
They seek your love,
But when you are forced to love them,
They says you are a slut, that's only want to play with their heart.
They craved for happiness,
...Tuesday 21st March 2017 4:02 pm
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