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Paul Martin

Abstract Romance Tragedy

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Paul Martin

Abstract Romance Tragedy

An Obser-Converm!

An Obser-Converm!

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She smells her toast

Cause it's morning

Over there!

I can smell my toes

Cause I need a soak


I'm here sleepy 

And it's Three in the day

Smoking weed and thinking

Of what I'll write today


My darling is drinking coffee, as I blissfully drift away.

Later on, I'll have a nap.

Then have some food, and maybe a crap. 


While she goes to work,

With tears in her eyes

You tell me you miss me

And everything and everyone.


My farts are now sunshine,

now she's gone under my armpits for a sniff,

and she weeps saying that she misses it. 



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