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Nov 2015
**** digging deeper
Maybe she can take it
Hope this rubber don't break
I don't feel like being a daddy today
But ****** she'll call me daddy
As we're ******* tonight
Leave a path of clothes
A trail of breadcrumbs
From door to bedroom
Rose pedals tracing out our hearts
As her moans stain the sheets
She'll call me daddy tonight
Even after all the hell I put her through
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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