That Damn Radio by vaggabondd
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I was doing so good
I hadn’t thought of you in days
I thought the healing of the wounds
Although self inflicted
Had begun
But then that damn radio
Played that song
That song that someone wrote
For you and me
That song
That took me back to your place
Back to your arms
Back to your lips
That song that made me re-dream
Daydreams
Comments (16)
Excellent wordsmithing , well done...
Very nicely written!
Those damn radio do the same thing to me....daydreams, memories, and let the good times roll...Outdoor dance August 15th, 6 to 8 p.m. at Franklin Tennis Courts.
that dam radio the song it had to play reminded me of a past things that hurt to say it played our song that dam radio tears filled my eyes but im not gonna cry started humming to myself that dam radio played our song so turn it off then i cant hear words you sang to me sweet was the sound that dam radio your gone im here we weren't meant to be so why do I cry that dam radio
Impressionante como trduzes os sentimentos que acontece na alma,muitas vezes ao ouvir a musica..brilhante meu amigo, aplausos (5)
MY FRIEND YOU WRHITE AGAIN A BEAUTIFUL POEM.
Yep-- it doesn't take much sometimes to just lose it, a sound, a sight-or that song on the radio--well said, as always, Randy.
I love what you have written so far. This again is so true. More please..
So very true ! A lovely poem for a tender moment !!~BRAVO~!!
Awww...I hate when that happens too...well done!
You've tocuhed on something that I think everyone that's been through a painful experience in love can associate with. Well written and emotive.
Hope they don't play it again...smiles....beautiful poem.
wonderful work, Randy warm hugs my friend, Linda
I know exactly what you mean. Beautifully written.
:( yeah them damn songs gets ya every time. I call 'em "killer songs". Hang in there; and when it gets to be too much, put on rap. (eww, did I just say rap???)
Songs hold such amazing power. To send you high into the clouds, or crashing back to earth. Beautiful expression of this power!