Somebody’s Trophy

I've always been somebody's trophyThey want me and fight hard to winBut when I'm finally won overI'm tossed in a corner againI hang upon a muscled armA pretty bauble to be admiredThey show me off to all their friendsAn object to be desiredBut when it comes to time aloneThey have no time for meThey spend... Continue Reading →

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