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There's this weird little odd feeling inside me. Sometimes I may be able to put my finger on what it is. But most of the times, I have no idea what it is. But it's always there, something poking here and there. I worry too much. I think too much. And I just cannot stop doing so however badly I want to. It might be that after all these years, it's just the feeling of something poking me when actually there's nothing. It is very weird. And distracting. Not to mention irritating. I just don't know what to do about it.



Limelight. Streaks of hair.
Wild. Untamed.
Stage. Microphone.
Grunge. Scream.

Darkness. One shot.
Heat. Halogens.
Wild. Untamed.

War song. Blue eyes.
Soldiers. Bloodshot.
Death. Mosh.

Frenzy. Crowd.
'Them'. Leap of Faith.
Distortion. Pulsethrob.


It's getting dark outside The winter cold almost upon us, I know you are thinking about me as I am about you. We are cut from the sa...