LiVe MuSiC

the bumping of the bass

the crowed room

the dimming of the lights

the chanting

the silhouette of the performer

the rush of adrenaline that hits you

there is no other feeling in the world

seeing a person who you listen to through a pair of dollar store headphones in front of you

singing along off key

doing the choreography badly with your best friend

making new friends

being carefree for just a few hours

escaping from the real world and all of your problems

learning to just live in the moment and enjoy what makes you happy

live music

This poem is about: 
Our world

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