You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
flowing silence
Saturday, October 23, 2010 / 11:10 AM




blood pounding in your ears.
the silence of everything piercing your ears.
the room turns into a blur.
everyone around you is silent.
the orchestra infront of you is playing, but you cant hear it.
the soloist is beautifully singing but you are oblivious to it.
you feel it coming.
you keep a straight face.
you blink hard and fast.
your heart races and you hold your breath.
oh, its time to sing again.
you fight the urge. the urge to run off stage.
how could it ? you were on stage.
how did the cs manage to hit you on stage?
at least you resisted it...
but how long can you continue doing it?



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