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Who will tell the truth
I was getting ready to meet him today,
I remember it was the month of may,

Suddenly doorbell was rung by someone,
I thought he arrived, now we will have fun,

Happily I opened the door,
Someone pushed me I felt on the floor,

I was unable to understand what is happening,
He put his leg on my hand and took out my diamond ring,

I understood he was thief ,Cutting my neck he moved upstairs ,
Buried my body near flowers whom I cares,

My friend came then ,
Calling me again and again,

He waited for me for long,
I never came back to him lifelong,

He thought I eloped forever,
He don't know the truth, who will tell him the truth ever,
but I will see him from here forever and ever.