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Aug 2014
I want you
to tell me it'll be
okay

But you don't know
that things aren't okay

and I don't know
how to tell you
that I'm crying on the floor
rocking back and forth

and I don't know
how to ask
you to tell me
it'll be okay

but I need you
to tell me
it'll be okay
Deanna
Written by
Deanna  Cambridge, MA
(Cambridge, MA)   
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