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A constant reminder:
The black birds circle around the yard.
This Ecstasy is hitting hard.
A constant reminder of where you are.
The "friends" you party with have all gone far.
Far beyond where you can follow.
On drugs that are much harder to swallow.
Perhaps it's good you can't keep up.
This is to remind yourself, you have to stop.
This Ecstasy is hitting hard.
A constant reminder of where you are.
The "friends" you party with have all gone far.
Far beyond where you can follow.
On drugs that are much harder to swallow.
Perhaps it's good you can't keep up.
This is to remind yourself, you have to stop.
Published 18th Jul 2013
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