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The hum begins I take a breath in And with the air, in comes the sensation Electrostatic fills my body I bear back, as the reaching sounds hit me The riff begins and the sensations hit A plethora of lifetimes and universes roll past I can almost look out and grab the sound with my fingers The feelings in my stomach begin to bubble The harmony progresses, and the tones of a guitar takes hold with the substances The chorus approaches A feeling from the pit of my gut hits me My heart is clicking in sync My breathing becomes primal Solely a sensation at this point As the drive from a hi-hat groove floats me into my wall Back sinking into the give from my introspection It’s almost ******** The ****** approaches, the falsetto waves reach an apex I feel the world surround me and I slip into a daze The walls have taken me in I’m not in my room anymore I’m on the next overtone And as the conclusion approaches I come down My view of what the world held Is gone I open my eyes Record scratched And I again remember Her
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May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC
Psychedelics
The hum begins I take a breath in And with the air, in comes the sensation Electrostatic fills my body I bear back, as the reaching sounds hit me The riff begins and the sensations hit A plethora of lifetimes and universes roll past I can almost look out and grab the sound with my fingers The feelings in my stomach begin to bubble The harmony progresses, and the tones of a guitar takes hold with the substances The chorus approaches A feeling from the pit of my gut hits me My heart is clicking in sync My breathing becomes primal Solely a sensation at this point As the drive from a hi-hat groove floats me into my wall Back sinking into the give from my introspection It’s almost ******** The ****** approaches, the falsetto waves reach an apex I feel the world surround me and I slip into a daze The walls have taken me in I’m not in my room anymore I’m on the next overtone And as the conclusion approaches I come down My view of what the world held Is gone I open my eyes Record scratched And I again remember Her
barbrodt
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21/M/Indiana
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC
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