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Oct 2014
Your bites are like venom coursing through my veins.
Causing me to loss my strength.
I collapse to my knees.
Beg and plead
for you to stop the pain.
Why must you do this to me?
Make me weak and helpless?
Why must you do this?
I ask,
taking my last dying breath.
Jodey Ross
Written by
Jodey Ross  Stuart, FL
(Stuart, FL)   
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   Pure LOVE
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