8/3/03
My ears ring, my voice is lost in the screaming. The violence takes over, I am taken over. I fall to my knees, the power is too great to bear. But a hand picks me up again. Bodies pressed together. We are strangers... But is this moment we exist as one, we move as one. "Something�s wrong with anyone who�s not like me!" The words control us, the words move us. The violence comes. Air is short, it's hard to breathe. Get caught in the middle, close you eyes and let the world move you. If you resist, you die. Go with it, and you flow. People connecting, the words connect us. Nothing slows, the memory goes speeding by. No since of time, no since of anything. Words are too cheep to explain the feeling everyone is feeling at that moment. There are no words to explain how any of it feels. All anger is released to the ones who return it. This is a night where emotions runs frantic. There is no control. The only ones who have control in their grasp are the ones with strength on their side. Everyone joins together, let them all move you. Welcome the music, let it bring you to life. Let it consume you mind as you let go of all worry. Here, you have no concern except for your safety. Go with it. Trust me, you�ll feel better after.
At This Moment My Mind Escapes Me
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