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Music in My Head Now (Madison Elizabeth Holland- Lafayette, LA)

I can hear that music playing again 
The bass pumped so loud
It vibrates my bathroom
But no one else hears it
I get it, I do.
Falling asleep drunk
With a boombox in your head
That's what it feels like.
You get used to it
That beat rocking every night
It could be a club in your bath tub
If only you had neon lights
But then again
You don't hear it
Anymore
You don't feel it
Anymore
The beat moves without you
From now on,
Since you're an adult
And the tragic nights Pass onward.

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