An Ode To Eric Valteau
A knife cut through my heart the day,
I heard my Eric died,
I sat down to remenice,
I cried and cried and cried.
Oh, Eric, cancer seperated us as friends,
You were a shining light on earth to all,
not just your kins.
You gave us so much pleasure
This gave us so much pain
To know that you had gone and we could not see you again.
But I know you are with Jesus
There with all the angels
Holding there hand.
In the promise land.
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