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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
before there was Disgust there was Pity for the pathetic way you pant over me at the feel of your thin lips trying to make love to my body the animal noises that rang through the house cut through the same playlist played time and time again old shaking hands grasping at my delicate skin in a past life i could have adored maybe even loved the way you lay worship at my feet your eyes surrounded by a network of deep lines trained on me while quietly i ignored you i could have stood proudly on the pedestal you break your back to uphold in this reality however i feel Pity, i feel Disgust all your money all the wine shy in comparison to how easily i could break you ruin you shatter your foolish dreams
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 2:04 AM UTC
Sugar Daddy