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#sugarbaby
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
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
Lucky strike
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.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 9:58 PM UTC
Former Sugar Lover