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Personal Narrative: My Ecstasy

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Please tell me again Why do I keep coming back I don't wanna do this anymore Coming back to you is like ecstasy One taste and I want more Let me take a breath I am ready to let you go You are bad for me But I always ask for more I get lost in the deep You are the only drug I need You are my ecstasy Oh, you are my ecstasy I don't wanna do this anymore But I keep coming back for more You are bad for me But I always ask for more I always ask for

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