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The Message

I’ve got the message,
it’s the words i forget.
Im the electric buzz,
of a muted TV set.
Search thru static,
for words unspoken.
Im the radio,
who’s antennae was broken.
Crumpled into a ball,
and
tossed under your bed.
Im the paper,
of a poem misread.
Listen closely,
and
I hope you find.
We can be the music,
that you don’t rewind.

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4 Responses to “The Message”

  1. jenny says:

    Hey! Your peoms are really great, keep on writing..
    not to many people have that great of talent.. email me back if your up to it!
    thank you jenn

  2. Lauren B says:

    ur poems are very well wrotten
    :)

  3. Amy says:

    Touching. Very touching. Have you ever thought of publishing your poems in a book? I'd buy it.

  4. Fu!ken Sweet says:

    ONLY THREE COMENTS???????????????dude dude
    dude that’s SUCH A GREAT POEM!!!!!!!!!!! jezz itd do
    catchy f**k i love it if im not mistaken you discribing poets
    such A kick a*s discription

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