The stage
it calls out to me.
And for some obscence reason I respond.
I feel the warm floodlights embrace my body, and send an electrifying tingle
down
my
spine.
I am overwhelmed by some sort of spirt,
I open my mouth and a song comes out.
A song of pain, love and loss.
I sing until I cant stand it anymore.
Until I am
Shaken
To
my
Core.
The red velvet curtain relases it self.
An eruption of cheer shortly follows.
What the hell just happened?
my
core.
Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 10:04 PM UTC
The stage
it calls out to me.
And for some obscence reason I respond.
I feel the warm floodlights embrace my body, and send an electrifying tingle
down
my
spine.
I am overwhelmed by some sort of spirt,
I open my mouth and a song comes out.
A song of pain, love and loss.
I sing until I cant stand it anymore.
Until I am
Shaken
To
my
Core.
The red velvet curtain relases it self.
An eruption of cheer shortly follows.
What the hell just happened?
my
core.
True story....
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