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Mar 2015
Today
Is the day
To stop pretending
That you're okay
With not being okay

Yesterday
Could have been the day
You lied your last
"I'm fine"

Tomorrow
Could be the day
That you actually
Mean it

If you
Do not
Pull the weeds
In the garden
The flowers
Will never
Grow
Jax levii
Written by
Jax levii
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   Arlo Disarray and NV
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