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a dogs life
I needed to go
but im locked in a room
i needed to taste
the things that i play
i needed to sleep
on the comfortable bits
and when you come home
you beat me
black and blue
and tell me
l should be ashamed
for not being
like you
but im locked in a room
i needed to taste
the things that i play
i needed to sleep
on the comfortable bits
and when you come home
you beat me
black and blue
and tell me
l should be ashamed
for not being
like you
Published 5th Mar 2012
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