Break

[Momtaz]

when he started talking about his friends
what they used to do
and what funny situations they got stuck in
what accidents they did or came by
how many times they talked about it and laughed every time just like the first

i flew away far from any physical boundaries
my head rushed to its core searching for my memories
about my friends and what we were used to do
about my naughty days and what i did
about the childish things i used to think about
and how we were a devilish gang of innocent faces

Unfortunately, I couldn't remember anything of these
i think i couldn't find ones
i couldn't also remember my habits
was it that hollow or its Al Zahaimar?
was it that worthless?
did i spend it for nothing?
or i just waste it like i used to waste everything beautiful i have

(i used to waste everything beautiful i have)
ooh yes thats considered as a habit i think

when i thought about it as a period of my life
minutes, hours, days, weeks, months and years
its so long how can anyone waste or let go

then i looked back to my real time
and hugged it
with a furious look in my face
hilarious actions of my limbs
and the crazy sound i launched
NO, please don't leave away
please don't betray
my dreams and my ambitions
the only threads i am hanged with

these are my memories i will take
this is the stake i will make
and from the illusions the lies you fake
I WILL BREAK...

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