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Pimp Down
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jan 09, 2015
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16-year-old Summer learned at a young age that life was rough and unfair. Witnessing her mother sell her body for a living. Losing herself in fear and chaos. Will she come out on top as a new woman or sink in the depth of sex and drugs?

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Life had picked me up and spit me out. Why was I born if I was only gonna be mistreated and hurt? Laying in this dark alley all I could do was wait for death to come and take away all my burdens. My body no longer hurt anymore. I was just another body laying out without a soul. The wetness on my face indicated that I was crying. I was out of my body staring from up above& nbsp; wondering where I went wrong. All I wanted was love and happiness but this cruel world snatched it away from me. Who could love a worthless hoe like me?


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