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Jul 2013
I am outside enjoying the day
then you fly down on me
and inject me without knowing
then lifting your ****** filled body off my arm
expect me to try not to **** you
is that a proper why to act
so I act your blood filled body burst leaving my blood
and your body parts on my arm

and I say to you **** THAT.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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