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Apr 2014
dramatic sighs and erratic thighs
I picked up the phone and heard only static
you were heavens fanatic and you tried to reach it getting high

waiting for the rapture you become ecstatic
*"if
I'm an addict,
you're an addict."
September
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September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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