Mz Beka by Dominique kennon a smile of essence, is like the taste of wine selfdestruction in her cheeks as they blossom bright red Mz optimistic with pain so dear who are you the meaning of delight mz ballerina, Mz ballerina my hearts bomb ticking for love a friendship thats dear Mz Beka are you... Sign in to see full entry.
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creasent I feel you I want to die at times, cry at times* REJOICE FROM ALL THIS PAIN!!* Hating the trials your mind has held* Let me know brother, let me know* you can read, you can write* THIS IS YOUR TIME IN LIFE!!* Our family has thousands of secrets* you hold them, I hold them and scared to admit them* ITS NOT TIME TO DIE!!* Im scared and I finally admit it* *NIQUE*
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