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Match Member
since 2002-07-01
Posts 286Canada Edmonton 
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Drops of sweat pounding against your temple, Ear drumbs bopping. Bodies, In perfect syncrination. Flashing lights, Etching through your brain. Music swimming, In your taste buds. Hazey fields, Spinning arms, The feeling of eternal numbness you can't, Exsplain. ~*Azi*~ |
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arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
dancing can get like that arthur |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
This is a good combination between the experiences commonly found during flight on an aircraft and personal experience. I liked the "Bodies, / In perfect syncrination." part. "If history is to change, let it change. If the world is to be destroyed, so be it. If my fate is to die, I must simply laugh" |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever |
HEHEHE i know what you did!! oh yes i do!! i do i do i do i dOHOOOOO! This poem took me to a rave club where drugs and glowsticks are plentiful.. i think you already exsplained it .. here is a topic that has MUCH controversy over it. In fact.. even as we speak the senate is considering passing new legislation to rob our generation of our individual rights to assemble and HAVE SOME FUN (FOR A CHANGE) |
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Match Member
since 2002-07-01
Posts 286Canada Edmonton |
I did nothing of that sort :P Life is to good, But it sucks that they might ban all raves. ~*Azi*~ |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Match, The only problem with raves is the music.  I might actually go, just to drink it in, otherwise. Mikey |
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