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The Pound

no repentence, no regret.
you know what to expect.
this isn't a new dance,
you know what comes next.
you bend over on all fours,
just to please the dog in me.
I ask you who's the owner.
ironic that I'm the caged dog set free.
I show no mercy in this bed,
so don't you lie to me.
I'm fuckin' you like I need it for life,
right now you're my bride to be.
but when we out in public, I won't know you in the least.
you screaming that it's mine, but I only fuck faster like that's the wrong answer.
Maybe it is though..
you see that last man you so use to, ain't giving you that dick like he use to.
I'm just the rebound nigga who fucks away the pain.
we stay loyal to use each other up. guess we both have dog blood in our veins.
Written by ArtOfKy
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