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Lost your perfect life, no more little wife left behind a part of you, for somebody else, new. I sat back and had to laugh, and watch you fall flat on your *** can't seem to find what you need, one more bed for you to feed. ain't no shame in your game, loneliness is what you claim. empty promises help you through, another emotion I wasted on you. smiles, winks, and nods gave way to a cheap facade. So live your life in a lie, another bed to hop, why not try? Your cheapness sickens me to the boiling point of agony. I tried to ***** the feeling out Only to be shown a different route. Take your poison, which ever suits, I'll have the boot mark on my *** for proof.
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Sep 19, 2010
Sep 19, 2010 at 3:36 PM UTC
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Lost your perfect life, no more little wife left behind a part of you, for somebody else, new. I sat back and had to laugh, and watch you fall flat on your *** can't seem to find what you need, one more bed for you to feed. ain't no shame in your game, loneliness is what you claim. empty promises help you through, another emotion I wasted on you. smiles, winks, and nods gave way to a cheap facade. So live your life in a lie, another bed to hop, why not try? Your cheapness sickens me to the boiling point of agony. I tried to ***** the feeling out Only to be shown a different route. Take your poison, which ever suits, I'll have the boot mark on my *** for proof.
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Sep 19, 2010
Sep 19, 2010 at 3:36 PM UTC
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