Submissions by stonedshakespeare

My girlfriend, shes around alot.
My birthday, Christmas, everyday for two years.
Shes not too bad, Mary's her name maybe you've met her?
she used to be better, alot better.
Back then we would sit together content in the darkness of my room, smiling at this nothingness that now consumed me, untill it was my everything, my only respite.
i wanted to be with her always.

But she can't stay for ever you know she's got things to do places to go.
and whilst her fuzzy cotton embrace is parting he gets his clarity.
how insignificant his life is.
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