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Saturday, November 21, 2009

The concert makes you want more.

The ground shakes
and you can't stand the wait.
Your heart is racing,
feet are pacing.
The explosion of sound,
feet barely on the ground.
The beat of the drums,
as the guitar player strums.
And your off to this whole new world.
Arms and legs are hurled,
and you become lost.
But what's the cost?
The potent smell of beer and pot,
and the room's growing hot.
Hands flailing,
voice onstage wailing.
Your all alone,
bordering the unkown. 
Lacking concern for vanity,
just trying to hang on to your sanity.

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