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The music pumps and flows through my veins like blood   my nerves are electrified    my eyes are seared with the flashing multicolored lights     my ears throb with the beat      the bass splits my skull       and makes my feet jump on the floor, though I stand still        the heat and press of the bodies         around me          moves and shifts as they dance, arms waving in the air         sweat rolling off their skin        the energy is a suffocating humid cloud       from which there is no escape      it hangs in the air close to the ceiling.     Someone slams into me, falling to the ground    and as I look down, I catch a glimpse of their eyes   glazed and bloodshot and dead I realize that's exactly what they all are bodies empty bodies   with nothing left except the music     to fill the empty shells      in the place that once held their souls.
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Jan 16, 2011
Jan 16, 2011 at 4:39 PM UTC
To Dance Without a Soul
The music pumps and flows through my veins like blood   my nerves are electrified    my eyes are seared with the flashing multicolored lights     my ears throb with the beat      the bass splits my skull       and makes my feet jump on the floor, though I stand still        the heat and press of the bodies         around me          moves and shifts as they dance, arms waving in the air         sweat rolling off their skin        the energy is a suffocating humid cloud       from which there is no escape      it hangs in the air close to the ceiling.     Someone slams into me, falling to the ground    and as I look down, I catch a glimpse of their eyes   glazed and bloodshot and dead I realize that's exactly what they all are bodies empty bodies   with nothing left except the music     to fill the empty shells      in the place that once held their souls.
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audrey-doomknuckles
American
Jan 16, 2011
Jan 16, 2011 at 4:39 PM UTC
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