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Sep 2014
i spoke of you in the past tense
i spoke of you with a scarlet ex
the words got caught in my throat
and clung on trying notΒ Β to escape my lips
to make those horrible sounds of truth
exist
i choked on the words,
i sputtered and coughed before i could even finish the sentence
he said "are you okay miss?"
as i bent over wheezing
i recovered,
i gestured to what i was wearing,
"this was my boyfriend's jean jacket."
steel tulips
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steel tulips  Vancouver
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