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May 2015
He's like the angel of death
Breaking bones beneath the sheets
Snorting scars and sipping screams
But even with blood stained hands
He has a touch so smooth
And a tongue so sweet

He is a sin
And oh baby, *I'm one hell of a sinner
kaylene- mary
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kaylene- mary  19/F/South Africa
(19/F/South Africa)   
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