When that big mammoth of a man comes inside of you
Don’t say anything at all
When your friends call you drunk and are annoying
Because they do nothing with their lives
Just smile and say that’s life
There is a lot to be sad about
But no point in feeling that sadness
In a world that has no capacity
To take your sadness from you in a kind way
Inside it steals it from you and turns it into
Gambling or other sorts of useless endeavors
Like also talking on the phone, which is useless
I got so mad having to show up to him
After he had came inside of me
He pretended I didn’t know he was gay
Had bad taste in women
Was a mediocre poet
And the worst part was that he was really an atheist
Atheists are all over this world and they are such idiots
To think they are the ones that know what is really going on in the world
I know what’s going on in this world
When I hear Puffy’s sweet voice I just pretend
I don’t know he is a saint, but he is
He is a saint that Puffy
And his voice is a midnight I’d like to walk into forever
But instead I pretend he is nothing
With that rosewater poured all over him
His coat an aching shade of white
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