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Tragic Little Disease
Nothing much to describe, but random thoughts and feeling thrown together. Well, that obviously makes a journal.
I have a love for smoky dance floor scenes.

The bass blared, bodies pulsing in time with each hard hitting thud. The music was techno and the dj was throwing everything he had at the sea of people below him. The scene was heavy with fog as colors radiated through the air. Glow sticks waved through the air, adding more color to the already multi-hued air. A vocalized voice was mixed into the song. "I want you to make believe it's the first time, I gotta say to you. Love will find a way that's always true." There was a slight cheer, a sort of praise that escaped their lips. In this world, the Dj was puppeteer, he toyed with the dancers, his puppets, using music as his strings. He controlled their rhythm, their movements

[got cut off]

My DA.
My heart grew unbearably heavy on the day of August 28th.

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