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I'll ride this high Until I die That Ana high Will keep you alive She feeds you euphoria She fills you with doubt First there is a typhoon But then there is a drought But nevermind the downside Ana can help you thrive Eventually you'll feel so high You will barely feel alive
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 6:30 AM UTC
Drought
I'll ride this high Until I die That Ana high Will keep you alive She feeds you euphoria She fills you with doubt First there is a typhoon But then there is a drought But nevermind the downside Ana can help you thrive Eventually you'll feel so high You will barely feel alive
I've been battling this since I was 17. You tell yourself you'll stop. You never do.
ellyn-k-thaiden
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 6:30 AM UTC
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