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Apr 2015
Going to sleep
With *** on my lips
You on my mind
And bruises on my hips

I cant tell
If i have no self respect
Or maybe my mentality
Is just wrecked

Or maybe this is healthy
The entertain and please
After all im a ****
And you have needs

What a perfect match
I have what you want
But I dont want anything
Isnt that just hot

I dont even ******* know
Who the hell i am
Mikayla Eve Kinzer
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Mikayla Eve Kinzer  20/F/In hazy ignorance
(20/F/In hazy ignorance)   
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