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I've got this real good friend at home, I call her Mary Jane I spend a lot of time with her, at least an hour everyday. She sets fire to my anger, We watch my doubts all dance away. When she raises my head into the clouds I feel like everything's okay. Some of my friends don't like her, and that I understand, Sometimes it's overwhelming When Mary Jane takes your hand. Some days she takes you far away from you and says she wants to play a game, and then, next thing you know she tries to climb inside your brain. But I'm at peace with her you see, We're roommates now. Ya know, Id rather hang with Mary Jane than her crazy brother Blow.
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC
Mary Jane
I've got this real good friend at home, I call her Mary Jane I spend a lot of time with her, at least an hour everyday. She sets fire to my anger, We watch my doubts all dance away. When she raises my head into the clouds I feel like everything's okay. Some of my friends don't like her, and that I understand, Sometimes it's overwhelming When Mary Jane takes your hand. Some days she takes you far away from you and says she wants to play a game, and then, next thing you know she tries to climb inside your brain. But I'm at peace with her you see, We're roommates now. Ya know, Id rather hang with Mary Jane than her crazy brother Blow.
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18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC
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