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Sep 2016
We head to visual court to give our testimony.
Blood rush to the podium of my neck
where another lover once bit.
I keep these bruises for you and I
to remember why we can't be together.
September
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September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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   machina miller, --- and LeV3e
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