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bar wench

Another night filled with men Wearing those eyes that look, the predatory one. Staring- gorging on imaginary flesh; but hey that's why they pay me And that's how in a few more years I won't be here. Replaced- with a younger model Maybe even, that I've trained in my likeness
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Sep 17, 2013
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