Harsh Beart;

Aug 10, 2010 18:06

The music attacks my flesh
The bodies grinding against my body
I can feel the thrum in my veins
Adrenaline like a drug I can't quit

And I'm losing myself
Body slow and sensual with each hit of the drum
I can't find the worries in my head
I'm out of control and liking it

My feet move on their own accord
Body enjoying passing touches
Whispered words
I'm free to ( Read more... )

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icelandgirl812 August 11 2010, 04:13:49 UTC
O.O Have you recently been to a club I didn't know about? :P I like this though. But the title confuses me. Is it supposed to be beat? Or am I missing something completely? Anyway, this was a fun one. Less heavy and serious and stuff, ya know? It feels to me like you just had fun writing this one. :)

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