Everyone wants to jump on your "dick"
And I'm supposed to feel priveledged because I've had the opportunity?
I have been here before
Your "popularity"
And will be here after "reality" settles in
When your "dick" is just like everyone elses to your groupies
Because they'll never see in you
What I have seen for so long
They'll never care for you
Like I have...
All they see is an instrument of momentary enjoyment
Once the fun becomes repetitive, the speed slows down
The cum runs thin...and she's harder to please
She'll throw you away without a second thought
And I'll help dust you off
For the next campaign of "the greatness that I am"
Just for you to sweep me back underneath your rug when another fun "ride" catches your eye...
Just for you to shoot me with your words attempting to create non-existent boundaries to shield your heart from the inevitable...
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