Rockout

by mandaceehb

Emotions running high on electric guitar riffs, soul alive with crowded insanity. Spotlights gyrate like the throbbing mass; splash red on the wall and reflect blue in wild eyes. Repetitive screams echo throughout the hall; hit the floor at different intensities and frequencies; form a discordant sound that in itself accentuates.

A collection of strangers gathered in a night of music. The blood running through my veins pulsates; the excitement pumps me up.

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