Oh so quick
To make a shift
Where is the originality
Not much into my heart or soul just yet
You knew nothing of the sort
People usually cut what is short
Hip toss what they don't want
And never look back but only for their own reasons to flaunt
Cunts
The weak hearted are thrown into the fire
Whats left is left up to the savenger hunt
Duck, duck, duck
GOOSE
Ona a chase for freedom outside my personal space
Defensive
But I play the offense pretty well
Throw the game
I failed to realize not everyone wants to be tuff and grind it out
Especially when they do not know the person they want to forget
What a beautiful world we live in
William K. Butler
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