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Feb 2017
When I was a little girl, I  skinned my knees
I peel the labels from my beer
Bite my nails, flip my hair, lick my lips
What a ******* tease
Now skinned knees brings in money
Flawless Contradictions
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Flawless Contradictions  45/F/Michigan
(45/F/Michigan)   
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