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after party
there's no one here but me, bottles all around, the music's faded it's a melancholy sound
party streamers on the floor, the room drenched in drugs and sadness
it's hazy and in reality, you aren't glad this...
EVER happened
at first, it all seemed fun and you were happy at the time
now they're disappointed, now you want more, now you're back down the mountain you took so long to clim...
Thursday 31st October 2019 3:58 pm
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