Rhythmatic beats flow within me.
Every word, every thought,
Conjures a reaction inside me.
Pulling me in every direction.
I must keep my posture erect.
Cannot burst these feelings freely.
Pause...Breathe...
Leaping across the dance floor,
Everything dissapears.
A contest entry
- Whispers of the Muse by SubKitten.
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Comments
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Very interesting piece. The feeling of it came through well, and helped the flow. I think the punctuation at the end of every line detracted from it just a bit though -- made the flow just a little strange in spots.
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"And then I fall and pass out"
lol. no more almost passing out at dance sissy! lolz.
Great poem.
Love ya bunches!
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XDXD nice!
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