She walked upstairs
Sat there on the bed

Nonchalantly
A joint in her lips
How overly appropriate  I said

She cracks her mouth to smile
I think I see a light inside
Is that your heart,  I ask

She didn’t know just what I meant
All she knew was that the answer was yes
She’s not attached to me
I’m not at any of her dreams
She’s not a part of me
She’s the whole damned thing

The Whole Damned Thing
Spencer Bell

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