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The whir of the engine In the dark night Marquees blur as the car drives by Night lights flash and fade High on music Lights and sound Feeling alone in a crowded room Bodies all around Alive and loud but without a sound Booming beats Spreading numb Becoming someone I shouldn't become Unraveling in revelry The threads are undone
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 8:52 AM UTC
Losing
The whir of the engine In the dark night Marquees blur as the car drives by Night lights flash and fade High on music Lights and sound Feeling alone in a crowded room Bodies all around Alive and loud but without a sound Booming beats Spreading numb Becoming someone I shouldn't become Unraveling in revelry The threads are undone
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 8:52 AM UTC
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