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Dec 2017
‘Twas the night before Warped Tour, When all through the mosh pit.
Every creature was stirring, and even the dumb twits.
The outfits were hung by the door with care.
In hopes that All Time Low will play there.
The emo and scene queens all scrolling through Tumblr in bed.
While visions of band members sung in their head.
And my Bestie in her beanie and I in my flannel.
Waiting and waiting for the Panel.
When on the stage there arose such a noise.
Then there was abundant amount of joy.
Away from the stage, just far enough to see.
The crowd went into a spree.
The band members enter the newly built stage .
We couldn’t believe that one day this will be the golden age.
What we dreamed was finally here.
It seemed like we were going to disappear.
With my best friend, Panda, by my side.
Before we knew it the stage was occupied.
“Now Flannel, Now Beanie, Now skinny jeans and Band tee.
On Andy, On Gerard, on Vik and Mikey.”
To the top of the stage! To the top of the charts!
Now we all know this was truly beautiful arts.
As Black Veil Brides sang their hearts out.
We were surprised no one blacked out.
Before we knew it they called out the wall of death.
I held my breath.
The teens started to scatter.
We were scared but that didn't matter.
People started to hit and punch.
But all we wanted was lunch.
So we ran away frightened.
But the music left us enlightened.
Next on the stage was the great Pierce The Veil.
But oh look we found a snail.
The music was great.
Even though we were late .
Then we saw on the stage Never Shout Never.
Then in the mosh pit we saw Trevor.
But then we discovered.
He had a gay lover.
We found out his name was Logan.
And Sleeping With Sirens yelled a famous slogan.
“Sometimes you gotta fall before you fly.”
They said with a sigh.
Now that we have a whole group.
It felt like we were stuck in a loop.
It was ever-lasting.
This was happening while the music was blasting.
Soon it was time to go home.
Even though it felt like we were in a dome.
That event now made memories for use to live forever.
We want to go back even though we may never.
Paylei Rose
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Paylei Rose  20/Non-binary
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