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May 2016
shes a ******* heathen
shes a ******* *** demon
she ***** everyone
she ***** for fun

she ***** when shes sad
she ***** when shes mad
and im okay with that
as long as she stops smoking crack

she hits my phone
i grow a quick bone
but then i think again and i ******* instead
because all those std's are buried deep in her bed
John
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John  28/M/New York
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