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The music is thunderous,
Vibrations shaking the floor, -
Joyful depression
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I trash my body hits around,
I jump up and down,
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Crumbling walls that stink of smoke, Concrete floors that reek of beer,
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I walk down the grey brick road, As the twilight sanctuary glows over my defence.by TwilightBloodRuns 10 lines, on May 21 12:18 AM 2008. In Sydney, Concert, Tiger, Army, Streets, Nighttime.
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Pretty little punk girl
With the fire in her eyes
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