OK
By Chad
White washed and brokenA blank page staring openA knife to the sideRusted with timeSo OK I criedA bitter moment in a carLimping from a new scarA smile painted overThe loss of a loverWell OK I criedWhispers like antsRun blindly through friendsBut I kept my mouth shutAnd never said a fucking wordBut OK I cried Written September 19th, 2001 © on Sep 19 2001 10:06 AM PST 0 • 1
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"White washed and brokenA blank page staring openA knife to the sideRusted with timeSo OK I criedA bitter moment in a carLimping from a new scarA smile painted overThe loss of a loverWell OK I criedWhispers like antsRun blindly through friendsBut I kept my mouth shutAnd never said a fucking wordBut OK I cried..."