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Dust Filled Freedom

what's in a random fuck
when there's �
nothin to go home to
but empty freedom and leftover pizza
don't tell me has independence day �
already lost its luster?
here you are stuck with a clusterfuck
of irrelevant thoughts
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rewind..and repeat
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she called you back again �
to suck you off
siphoned your imagination
your originality...sent you back home
before she could see your mornin smile
cuz you're just a booty call
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nahhh...no sweet talk...no breakfast
dude you gotta break...FAST
sticky balls and all
put your pants on in the hall
you man-whore..no slut
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whores get paid
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mr.big dick with a small mind
she rode your electric bull for one last time
cuz your dull intellect
didn't pull anything more from her
that a wet pussy
and that's somethin
she coulda always did on her own..
she just wanted a warm body attached to her desires
git on now..you're retired
or rather..she's tired of you
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mr.fantastic is on his way
you and her wuz just for play-play
he's the main stay
she been patiently waitin on
you served your purpose..did the job
she assigned to you..be proud
she screamed loud enough didn't she?
blatantly grabbed your dick in a crowded bar
fed your ego..over and over
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you did your duty..for the community
held her down until she finally
found the one worthy of the crown
so clown season is over
and the circus has left the town
so don't come 'round here no mo ya here?
go back home to your video games
and cold pizza
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she's gotta fix dinner for her Man
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