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The itch in my temples The fear down my spine My stomach dances up and down Leaving Peace behind A Dark Horse gallops through my brain "There's a party in her soul!" Death invites the God of War His army makes my skin grow cold I dance to keep them satisfied To keep their swords at bay My face is calm My face is calm Wild eyes grow wilder wilder eyes grow wilder Manic Super-human confidence Swaying back and forth side to side Calm Dance the dance of War The Party never stops
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Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 7:13 AM UTC
The Beginnings of Exuberence
The itch in my temples The fear down my spine My stomach dances up and down Leaving Peace behind A Dark Horse gallops through my brain "There's a party in her soul!" Death invites the God of War His army makes my skin grow cold I dance to keep them satisfied To keep their swords at bay My face is calm My face is calm Wild eyes grow wilder wilder eyes grow wilder Manic Super-human confidence Swaying back and forth side to side Calm Dance the dance of War The Party never stops
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Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 7:13 AM UTC
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