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Meagan Jan 2013
~ Emptiness consumes all thought, always lingers close
   Feeling less for a moment, until sound approaches the air
~ Time, reality, everything is now illuminated
   Emotions up rise, this feeling is familiar but rare
~ Thrills elude the mind, as beats miraculously appear
   Voices, faces and expressions are diluted but near
~ Addicting sounds, overwhelming beats, a beautiful mixture
   Everyone enjoying it, through the past and future
~ A confidence boost soon approaches, no matter your mood
   Secretive meanings, useless thoughts completely delude
~ Through stressful stages of mine, unique rhythms prevail
   Stressful states turn to relaxation, seems nothing can fail
~ Whichever, whoever, times change with the vibes
   Wherever, whenever, there are new meanings and rhymes
~ Eras will always persuade us with images
   Millions of different break downs, incredible visions
~ Gradual change defines the entire industry
   While our individuality remains, holding us freely
~ Your own interests influence what's unknown
   While the public worlds interests, influence what's overthrown
~ This reality has its own unique mixture of genres
   We'll never know those other realities, they're disguised in armor
~ You yourself understand the rhythms that keep you sane
   Let the music speak its mind, and run through your every vein
  ~Meagan Williams
   1.20.13
Elaboration on the different eras of music. What changes, and what stays the same throughout them.
Josiah Wilson Aug 2014
I live for the cut and ****** of battle
I dance to the rhythm of violent death
I listen for the gasping, moaning rattle
Of the fallen man's last, desperate breath

My veins run hot with warrior's blood
My sword sings out the song of war
The foe breaks over me like a flood
How could I ever ask for more?

For when I ****, I feel alive
The death I bring makes my heart beat
Taking a life is what makes me thrive
When covered in blood I feel complete
The nervous tension
Nail-biting fear, anxiety
And then the thrill! Yes!
Ah, and the adrenaline!
Over so quickly. Again.
Psh, it was only 3 meters, but hey, that's still quite a thrill.
Will Rogers III Jun 2014
Stopped at a red light,
Looking down the hill,
We wait to take flight,
We wait for the thrill.

Riding the green light wave,
Riding the small bumps and holes,
My bike and I roll down the way,
My bike and I roll as one soul.

The wheels turn quicker and quicker
While the air flies past like sweet sound.
My bike light continues to flicker,
While together we, in our music, are drowned.

There's a level of trust between us two,
We listen to each other and feel as one.
And yet there's a sense of mystery that we pursue,
That of machine and man having fun.
[composed on April 22, 2013]
Aubree Brianne May 2014
Maybe I should really let go
I'm no good for you
And you're certainly no good for me
How can everything be perfect
And two seconds later be a disaster
My scars are forever repeating their past
Being torn open
Replayed
Sown back together
Just to be torn open again
I must say I'm not always to blame
But you make me feel that way
My eyes are strong
But my heart is weak
Not shedding a tear
But skipping beats because I'm scared
Meagan Marie May 2014
I have a theory about this game, why people love it:

  2        4       2
  4        2       2
  8       16     32     64
1028  512   256   128


The moment when you failure is
breathing down your neck,
then,

row two, column three to the left
now, take that tile down
right
right
right
down
left
left
left

And you're alive.
You won.
Petal pie May 2014
Light my fuse
strike a chord
with verses mightier
than the sword

Charge my synapses
til my light turns on
Spark my senses
when the night feels long

Bend me contort me
fuel animation
direct and guide me
for mutual stimulation

Send me a thrill
write me a tale
Whip me up into a frenzy
you can use Royal mail

write my menu
Whet my appetite
with foods that arouse
and please in plain sight!

kindle these embers
make me shake my jelly
but most of all
fuel the fire in this belly!
Ashley Gonzalez Apr 2014
Feel the thrill
See the wheels
Thinking of nothing,
As I travel down the hill
Just taking in what I see
with that turn coming up
I can feel the breeze
my adrenaline pumps
my vision is clear
when I'm on the road
I have no fear

— The End —