Ok

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Its ok
The words always ring in my head
Uttered after feelings spilled
When i burn you, that's ok?
I can't do anything right
Something is always wrong
Violent thoughts to loud in my mind
Ones of self destruction and loneliness
You're better off without fire so close
Without me so close
Drink the serenity of him
For i am melting through your very being
I can not utter the words without pain in my chest
The words to tell you i can never be "ok"

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