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Slut
Time for me to grab my clothes and go
To my spot hell with no one
You judge me over and over
As if my lifestyle is bothering you
Yes I sleep with guys
What is your problem
Call me a slut
Or whatever
I live my own life
With the rays of light
I am blessed with all this scenery
And I will go on.
Copyright ©
Kamela Borri
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