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C-O-3-0-3 by fizzleout, literature
Literature
C-O-3-0-3
And I want to fucking
scream so I do.
I let it go,
let it out,
let all the chaos turn
into something perfect.
The rain pushes me off
my feet,
pulses with the crowd
and we
all dance, sing, yell,
make it worth the while
of the men on the stage.
And I'm jumping,
and my hips are swaying,
and I'm soaking
wet and yet
I'm invincible.
One of a thousand
fans,
one of a thousand
teens
who love this song,
who know the words.
And I want to fucking scream so I do.
And nothing has ever felt this good.
And I know what they'll say but
it still makes me curious.
And I'm ready to let
everything out,
sing it all
out.
And if there'
