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Feb 2015
She said she was being real
She knew that cut would never heal
She thought about this as she ate her meal
And minutes later she took another pill

She's aborted her last
Her future has been destroyed by her past
She now covers her face with a mask
She knows her womb would never embark on any task

He felt he was being real
He smoked cannabis, and just wanted to chill
He drank most of those mixtures and popped many pills
His mates cheered him on, he felt the immense thrill

That operation was the last
His kidney could not work as fast
His future has been destroyed by his past
And he drowned in his sorrows....for his sorrows were vast

They thought they were being real
They future was destroyed by their past
They both took the pill
And they both died with their dreams at last
You have your fun over there at the cool kids table, I prefer my spot here with the normal people
Emmanuel Coker
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Emmanuel Coker  London
(London)   
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     Anne Faye, --- and ryn
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