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Sep 2014
push me down the stairs and pin me to the wall
we ****** on someone else's floor and i woke up with no regrets and a ****** nose
the only thing that clouded my judgement was my old life.
i live in constant fear that i will find myself
i live in constant fear that the old-me will find the new-me
that the new-me will find the old-me

that i will see what i have and have not done
September
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September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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   ---, Emily Pidduck and Jonny Angel
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