Mine is the life of a chew toy in a kennel.
Rubber skin covered in
Spit
From the ravenous dogs trying to
Rip me apart.
But I’m made for the abuse
And the ******* biting will be long
Dead
Before my skin cracks and colors fade
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 8:39 AM UTC
Mine is the life of a chew toy in a kennel.
Rubber skin covered in
Spit
From the ravenous dogs trying to
Rip me apart.
But I’m made for the abuse
And the ******* biting will be long
Dead
Before my skin cracks and colors fade
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