Tuesday, August 17, 2010

broadcast emotions fail

Broadcast emotions fail. Meaning meanders like a snake through my mind. Sometimes Biting letting me know that it's still there. It vanishes but the venom is left behind. Infecting my thoughts, rendering lessons taught forgot. Time spent with you is worth fool's gold. A fool I am A fool I'm sold. An old wives tale I was once told. Through the broken antennas unbroadcasted our love will grow.

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