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Feb 2016
I'm made for heartbreak
I've been blessed with cuts and bruises
No lashes for my eyes to open them wide
To discover the culprit
The Hunter , the one who preys
Who loves to see me on the floor begging for more
I' was made to know I don't belong to them
Those hearless ******* who destroy me
Using my heart as a toy
That they play with the intention to throw away
Katherine Guerrero
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Katherine Guerrero  38/F/Dominican Republic
(38/F/Dominican Republic)   
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