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She looks down the street Desperate for another shot at the night She likes the danger And brings home every stranger Not for the thrill Not always at their will But what else can she do Her heart still has no clue
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 12:44 PM UTC
Angels of the night
She looks down the street Desperate for another shot at the night She likes the danger And brings home every stranger Not for the thrill Not always at their will But what else can she do Her heart still has no clue
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19/M/India
Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 12:44 PM UTC
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