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Feb 2019
every word of yours
is a grip around my neck
louder
angrier
tighter

iā€™m losing my ability to breathe
losing my sense of me

as i lose consciousness
your grasp on my throat does not yet release
i am trapped in your voice circling me

until the divine interferes
leaving you only with fear
lending me the strength
to regain myself

i grip my pen
and ink starts to flow
removing your hand
from the tenderness of my neck
bruises show
i write
louder
angrier
healing
Miles
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Miles  21/Non-binary/Toronto
(21/Non-binary/Toronto)   
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