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Not Ok
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This silence is deafening.
You’re swimming in your liquor
Lost in your fucked up trauma
Blocking the entrance to your heart
Getting colder and colder
Older and older
Quieter and quieter
Angrier
I miss the smile that used to light up your face
I miss the touch that let me know you needed me
I miss feeling like you are happy here
Now I’m looked through
Never touched
Never told it’s ok
Never asked if I’m ok
I’m not ok
