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Aug 2013
Thrown into this stream of life
Drowned in rhetoric
For the money, for the system
What is that we are living for?

Molded by the system
Back to sand and earth we go
Liquor bottles and cigarettes
Wasted away, do you feel the buzz of life?

Joints after joints, I droned on about life’s meaning to you
And you to me
And ahhh, the ecstasy of ecstasies!
Hit after hit, again and again

The moon fades
As we smile, laugh and cry
Cry β€˜til we hear nothing
But our own heartbeat

Ba-dup ba-dup ba-dup

On and on it beats
To loud electronic music
And we dance
Like we fear the first ray tomorrow will bring

Ba-dup ba-dup ba-dup

Now tell me
What happens when it all stops
I wrote this last year. I was 20.
shryl
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