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Sep 2018
I'm the broken one,
And I keep breaking with each hi,
I fake my smiles when I tell you bye,
Some nights I barely even get by,
When these tears start to flood my eyes.
Most days I'm barely even sober,
Before those thoughts fly by,

I'm the broken one,
And I keep breaking with each lie that I tell, to make you think I'm okay-
when I'm really not
when I'm really hurt
when the pain becomes too much.

I'm the broken one.
And I'm not trying anymore.
Emmanuel Coker
Written by
Emmanuel Coker  London
(London)   
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