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As long as a stranger holds my hand
I live for the freedom you find in a crowd
It's my favorite place to be

In a crowd, music blasting,
Everyone shoving, everyone screaming
You're on your own, but the entire crowds got your back
With moments of calm, with time to talk
And there's a conductor, with a microphone as his weapon
Guiding the mob to do his every will

Being lost and confused in between
Dozens, even hundreds of people
Bruises on your legs, bruises on your arms
It's the best kind of pain
Out of breath, sick to your stomach
And still you go on thrashing and shoving
Dancing and singing with your arms in the air
Devoted to the song, devoted to going on

It's my favorite thing to do [comments] => 4 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 25 [informant] => the_unknown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )

Mosh

Contributed by the_unknown on Friday, 20th August 2010 @ 11:58:56 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

I have a comfort zone that I love to break
As long as a stranger holds my hand
I live for the freedom you find in a crowd
It's my favorite place to be

In a crowd, music blasting,
Everyone shoving, everyone screaming
You're on your own, but the entire crowds got your back
With moments of calm, with time to talk
And there's a conductor, with a microphone as his weapon
Guiding the mob to do his every will

Being lost and confused in between
Dozens, even hundreds of people
Bruises on your legs, bruises on your arms
It's the best kind of pain
Out of breath, sick to your stomach
And still you go on thrashing and shoving
Dancing and singing with your arms in the air
Devoted to the song, devoted to going on

It's my favorite thing to do

Copyright © the_unknown ... [ 2010-08-20 11:58:56]
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Re: Mosh (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 20th August 2010 @ 09:41:35 PM AEST
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Sounds hectic to me. to each it's own.
What cha been up too.
blessings,
emy

Re: Mosh (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Saturday, 21st August 2010 @ 05:08:16 AM AEST
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Great expression, full of life, high energy and in your face this is ME! love it

Re: Mosh (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 22nd August 2010 @ 04:21:59 PM AEST
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Sounds like my idea of hell lol I can't stand crowds or hectic noise. But this was a nicely written, descriptive piece which I found very engaging.

-Phil

Re: Mosh (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 22nd August 2010 @ 09:54:27 PM AEST
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it's sweet when you let yourself go
in the pit
yesssssssssssssss.

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