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Dec 2016
Im slipping away
Restful, at peace
It is so wonderful
To finally calm the beast

It's deep inside
I hope this subsides
I hope its not just resting
because its full from its feast

Im happy, no fear
I feel like I can let you near
But when ever love plants a seed
I bite the hand that feeds
Right side because all you punk *** ******* are to scared to
Eric Martin
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Eric Martin  Canada
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