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Andy Felix Jul 2018
I don't play by the rules and she played me for a fool
If she knew I was broke then i'd bet
That she wouldn't even let me light her cigarette
She thought I was her lucky strike
She was staking out a claim when pay was right
She meant the world to me
A world on fire, she was gasoline
With a busted lip this jailbird flys
Some say i'm no good.. But they lie
Nobody ever wants to hear my side
She wanted me for my money
But i'm poor
Taken for a ride
priscillaislove Jan 2016
No longer do I wish to sell my soul to those who don't deserve a drop of my essence;
All for glitter and gilded happiness.
I choose to hold onto my soul and most of my sanity,
Or at least all that is left.
Sugarbabies unite.

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