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  <updated>2009-02-04T13:55:48-05:00</updated>
  <title type="text">Blog for Mr. Broadcast</title>
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    <name>Mr. Broadcast</name>
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    <id>tag:reverbnation.com,2007:blog-349466.post-149948</id>
    <updated>2009-02-04T13:55:48-05:00</updated>
    <published>2009-02-04T13:55:48-05:00</published>
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    <title type="text">Sweet Georgia Peach Chornicles: Food for Thought</title>
    <content type="text">I can’t fully express&lt;br/&gt;What I’m feeling with words&lt;br/&gt;Though you are always the subject&lt;br/&gt;When I’m speaking with verbs&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dear You, &lt;br/&gt;I woke up the same way I slept&lt;br/&gt;Having visions of you&lt;br/&gt;Laying in bed beside me&lt;br/&gt;As I listen to you&lt;br/&gt;Inhale and exhale from such a peaceful sleep&lt;br/&gt;These are the things truly make us weak&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You see&lt;br/&gt;Any man and woman&lt;br/&gt;Can make love all night and day&lt;br/&gt;But it’s what you do before and after those moments &lt;br/&gt;That makes one want to stay&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;See in my mind&lt;br/&gt;I may have you for a blink in time&lt;br/&gt;But during that period&lt;br/&gt;I will think your mine&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;With that I will spoil you&lt;br/&gt;From the joys of life&lt;br/&gt;I will illuminate you with passion&lt;br/&gt;Your everlasting light&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At this point &lt;br/&gt;I can think of you in so many ways&lt;br/&gt;My daydreams of you are a movie&lt;br/&gt;I love it when it plays&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dear You&lt;br/&gt;One day and a wake up away from you&lt;br/&gt;Followed by a day away from a wake up with you&lt;br/&gt;As Maxwell would say&lt;br/&gt;I want to lock you up for days&lt;br/&gt;In so many a ways&lt;br/&gt;Until the cops come knocking&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I think about waiting for you&lt;br/&gt;As you walk in the door&lt;br/&gt;To release you in the shower&lt;br/&gt;Once your clothes hit the floor&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I want to softly rub your skin&lt;br/&gt;As the water trickles down &lt;br/&gt;I want you to hear my every thought&lt;br/&gt;Without me making a sound&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;See I want to be near you &lt;br/&gt;In our purest of forms&lt;br/&gt;Teasing you physically yet emotionally&lt;br/&gt;Building up a storm&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;For you&lt;br/&gt;Over the time we have together&lt;br/&gt;I want to learn so much of you&lt;br/&gt;By the end of time we share together&lt;br/&gt;I’ll know your thoughts&lt;br/&gt;Just by the touch of you&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dear You&lt;br/&gt;I’m so tired&lt;br/&gt;Of the fuss, the cuss&lt;br/&gt;The lust and unjust&lt;br/&gt;Can he or she truly &lt;br/&gt;Deny we of us&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Deny you of me&lt;br/&gt;Deny me of you&lt;br/&gt;Deny a small orbit of us&lt;br/&gt;Denying what is true&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now at this point &lt;br/&gt;I’m not holding anything back&lt;br/&gt;To give you all of me&lt;br/&gt;Is my plan of attack&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Dear you&lt;br/&gt;The time is getting closer&lt;br/&gt;And during this time away&lt;br/&gt;We are getting closer&lt;br/&gt;As we take our time away&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The question at hand&lt;br/&gt;How we will react&lt;br/&gt;Once we see each other again&lt;br/&gt;And we make eye contact&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;No one can decide how this plays out but us&lt;br/&gt;No one has the best plans laid out for us&lt;br/&gt;We decide where we take us&lt;br/&gt;We decide what we let make us&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mr. Broadcast&lt;br/&gt;Stay Tuned</content>
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    <id>tag:reverbnation.com,2007:blog-349466.post-145029</id>
    <updated>2009-01-25T16:56:32-05:00</updated>
    <published>2009-01-25T16:56:32-05:00</published>
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    <title type="text">SGPC: Mind My Addicition</title>
    <content type="text">The poetry book, Addiction, will take readers to the core of Mr. Broadcast’s soul and passion for fine rhymes. His subject matter is filled with love, relationships, hope, faith, destiny, and other emotions that many readers can relate to. He explains, “I am putting that situation into words in ways that give it life without sugar coating it.  Real people in real situations want to hear real expressions on what they are going thru.  I am here to bring that to them.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mind My Addiciton is an online collection of poems from the book SGPC: Addcitions</content>
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