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Sep 2015
When you're happy, all you hear is the beat of the song. All you feel is are the drumbeats trying to pierce your chest so that it can tango with your hearbeat. All you feel is the ecstacy of the moment and all you see is the nice tight *** of the girl as she walks by you and all you say is "****". But when you're sad, you dont look at her ***. You notice her hands are shaking, you notice that her bra is on backwards and you notice her mascara trickling down herface. When you're sad, you dont feel your heart dancing to the drums. In fact, you  feel your heart bursting, trying to burst out of your chest so it can stop the drums from drowning out the music. When you're sad, you listen to the words, and you hold her hand, and you walk her home safely, you tell her she's beautiful and you leave. When you're sad, every staccato lyric in that pop song that you just can't get out of your head just magically make sense, and you start to realize that all of these songs were written for you, written about you. When you're sad, you hear every word and every note fall in place, fall in every crack of your mind and heart. When you're sad, the songs seem perfect, and you feel broken, but you feel like this song will make things all right.
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Would-Be-Brother
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