You sing loudly along with the crowd and with the band.
You lose track of your voice and forget what you sound like.
You leave a little bit of who you are behind,
Mingled in the sweat and scent of beer.
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Well expressed.Good thought.Nice poem.I loved it.Thanks for sharing.
Incredible, incredible, incredible. You expressed the liberating feeling of being at a rock show in perfect words. Everyone is there for one reason, so we are all one. Everyone is everyone. Perfect. Oh and by the way, I am a side pit-er. Haha. 10!