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Sep 2013
Lady Luck, what a dime
Hair of gold and legs so fine
Try to **** her, she's got nine lives
A bottle of poison and a rack of knives
They say out she comes when the moon is full
In robes of silver and diamonds fill her skull
Eyes like rubys that burn to the core
And a body like an oasis, you'll beg for more
She kills and steals and doesn't think twice
Never gets caught, illusive as night
No blood, just red wine, heart cold as ice
Skin so pale the stars cry
Whatever she wants, whatever she needs
Seems to come raining down in baskets with beads
Ribbons and gems and shiny things
Men pass out at her porcelain feet
Strings of pearls on her ankles and rings on her toes
Wherever she stops, nobody knows
A pirate disguised by her charm, what a queen
Beware Lady Luck, for she lurks in the steam
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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