you see,
you complain,
you smile, you lie.
I cant take your pain away.
I wont even try.
your to much to handle, to little to bare,
the smile I see just isnt meant to be.
You know, I know, They all know by now.
This bowl gives me a reason, it tells me what you'll never know. They
say I smoke to much, yet they never listen why. The cloudy room is mine to
hide, you throw it in my face. you hate the way I taste. This escape,
nothing is known here its mine and mine alone. Dont you see this weed is
what makes me, your what breaks me, I cant find a better way to hide. This
bowl is for you, this is the one that will help me hide the heartache and
laugh about what I cant feel. Listen and try you'll never understand
why.
 
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