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Feb 2015
Why am I still holding on
You already left me before I realised you were gone
You made my heart a personal hell
And left me there alone to burn

I cried so hard during the nights,
I felt my heart searching for the light
Maybe at the end of the tunnel, right before that bend
It will be there for me, looking so bright

I hope you die and crash and burn
And then i'd laugh 'cos now it's your turn
A sight it would be to watch you cry
'Cos baby, your sorrow is now my fun
Immense sadness leads to sadism.... the aftermath of a broken heart is emptiness,...emptiness that breeds within itself a monster.
Emmanuel Coker
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Emmanuel Coker  London
(London)   
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   --- and ryn
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