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Jun 2018
Some times I'm over whelmed
And I want to meld in with the mattress
You can lay your weight on me
I like the feeling it captures.
And I never feel so nervous
Like claustrophobic breath
But all at once so at peace
Resting under your chest.
And if you could just weigh me down
The panic I'm sure would leave
I could gain composer
Your weight is all I need.
And even if I struggle darling
Even If I panic
Lean on me till I'm silent
I'm sure that I can handle it.
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
185
   Sydney Victoria
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