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Apr 2014
Its always "are you okay?"
And my response it always "yes."

I'm ok.
I'm so okay that it's pouring from my tear ducts
I'm so okay that its dripping from my wrists
I'm so very okay
That it hurts sometimes.
Thats what this feeling is,
I'm not empty or sad,
I'm not too full or mad,
I'm just okay.
I'm so okay.
jennifer
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jennifer  the road to ruin
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