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Jul 2015
you say vile words that hurt;
but you see,
its okay for me.

you say rasping words that hurt;
but you see,
its still okay for me.

you blurt out painful truths that hurt;
you drag me down out at sea
but no matter how deep it is
and how hard i try to breathe,

it will invariably be okay for me,
even when its not supposed to be.
Jame
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Jame  Manila
(Manila)   
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