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Poem about a girl. Usual stuff. |
| Is it Okay? Would it be okay with you if I held on to this 'til tomorrow is today? Would it be okay with you, if I never went away? Would it be okay? Should I lay in stupor here, awake but not alive, And would it be okay if I lived a hollow life, for in this I prove my love, and show that it's okay. Just let me lay here with you, forget what it may cost; or what I give away. Because the pain is worth it the loss, my dear. You make it okay. |