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Dec 2016
She begs me for mercy
But I don't hear her pleas
She sees I am blood thirsty
She falls to her knees

I love to watch them squirm
I love the way they are dominated
She wants it and it will be on my term
I love how much I am hated

In her mouth outlined with tears a put my ****
She looked so hungry that I just had to let her start feeding
But she must of bin because she Chomped down on my stock
All I saw when I looked down was a stub that was bleeding

The End
Eric Martin
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Eric Martin  Canada
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