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Feb 2015
She says
"Emotions ready to crack from its hard shell prison, my weak beating heart; it is as quiet as an empty hospital bed, all sound stolen from death, but I can't stop this earthquake my chest is having. Shaking and trembling. I have to hold my rib cage in an locked embrace so tight that my bones start to crack and wither into nothing but it's collapse. But my heart is wrapped in barb wire, no one would pick it up from the ruins of my disaster

He says
What comes next is the surprise
Where this soul comes along
makes you realize
That no matter the wire
The heat is worth the fight
Even if that wire is covered in fire
this soul will tear them off
bring you light
To make you heal
Maybe be okay again to feel ❤
Tyler Man
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Tyler Man  Powell River
(Powell River)   
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