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Sunday, July 25, 2004
The music is blasting in the background, The crowd is making a hell lot of sound. And as I push through the dancing crowd, The world suddenly seems all quiet. I see their mouths moving, but i hear no sound, I see the floor im walking on, but i feel not the ground. Its as if im detached from all my senses, And I look around and yell.... The crowd stops dancing and looks at me. They surround me and i see red, angry faces. The floor seems to break below me and I crumble to the floor I want to run away, but there is no back door. And now the crowd is closing in, The air around is getting thin. My head spins like the CD playing in the distant background Then i pass out cold on the floor, My senses roar as i hit the floor. I wake up in a dream world, There is endless darkness all around me My own hands i cant even see I stumble around, i cant see the ground The silence is so loud it makes a piercing sound Then i trip over something and i start to fall, Falling forever, no one to catch me If only i had wings to fly free....
5:55 PM
