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Aug 2014
I bleed from the drunken veins
I talk from the wicked mouth
I love from the solid heart
I touch with the harmful hands
I keep myself in solitude so the dangers won't get to you
I am danger
Donna Bella
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Donna Bella  25/F/Florida
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