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Where My Bliss Lies

Take my hair down, flip it out.
Only then does the night really shout.
Lights are blinking, I can't look away.
Tonight's the night I'll go along with your game.

Music's pumpin'. Can I come out?
Into the club, I want to skip about.
Glowsticks are a-goin'. Can it be true?
Don't talk to me right now, I'm through with you.

My body twists in tune with the beats;
Can you keep up with my feet?
This is where my real bliss lies;
Coming unthoughtable in between my thighs.

Under the strobe lights is where my bliss lies.
Keep my tears to myself, this is no place to cry.
The graceful sound of techno beats penetrates my eardrum;
I hope one day it'll be the only thing it'll hum.

Body moves in time with the beat;
Are you done watching my feet?
Press your body further into my thighs.
This is where my true bliss lies!

The sound's going down harder then before.
My pleads of more, oh to the gods I want some more!
Rainbow lights flash before my eyes;
Trapped within the dimension, just let me fly!

The pounding of the woofer within my bosom,
Tells you how I want it more.
Pray to the music gods, industrial music will never die out;
Because this is where my bliss can be free and loosely sprout.

This is where my true bliss lies.
I kid you not, I'll never lie.
Hardcore sounds plead for more;
For the love of industrial, this is what I adore.

Author notes

Me + Industrial music such as Tactical Sekt * thoughts of a rave - Erotic thoughts = This poem!

I've been,as of late,falling back into my everlasting love for industrial music. Then came the thought; "Where does your true bliss lay at?"
A friend of mine and myself were discussing the drug acid,and somehow or another,this poem came to be.

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