I want to head out into the streets
and dance in the rain
so that when it pours down onto you
it runs down your veins
cover your body with a layer of smooth
this translucent outer
the dance will burn in your head
and I will slam my naked feet
into the bare puddles
repetition and rhythm
haunt my existence
Its easy to smile
as it swells in my back bone
where you cant distinguish tears from rain
native beat to shape the footwork
fresh and beastly.
We are the monsters of suburbia
yelling this passion from our toes
like rivalry ignited
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