Eric Carr X Reader
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Last published Sun, Jun 9, 2019
Ever since I've first seen Eric Carr's face, from the on I was obsessed with him! 😳 When I found out he died in 1991 it broke my heart my two favorite artists of all time (Freddie Mercury, And Eric Carr) I was devastated.
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