Crüxshadows Crush

During my favorite song, he leaned down and sang a line of the chorus while holding my hand.

There was a club once in Washington, D.C. It's no longer there. I drove six hours there to see my favorite band play a concert.

Arriving early, I peeked into a door and saw them. The "Crüxshadows":http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cruxshadows were warming up. Luckily, I was early. I got to meet them! I stood for prime spots at the stage in the center.

Every time Rogue hopped into the crowd, he brushed by me. I think he dripped sweat and flecks of saliva on me while singing.

During my favorite song, he leaned down and sang a line of the chorus while holding my hand. He did it to several girls throughout, but I am the only one who got it twice--on the next-to-last song as well.

For the very last song, he grabbed my arm and led me onto the stage to dance with a few other fans. We were the lucky ones. Afterward, he spoke with me for very nearly 15 minutes and autographed my CD.

I can die happy now. I've met my hero.

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