Ryan Wegenast (Edmonton Canada)
Radio romance ridicules soul,
soldiers beat is the only motion I know.
The power of pride I will always show,
never shall I hide the glorious glow.
Radio romance advances swiftly,
razor eyes rumble the ground before thee,
trembling knees gain strength and rigidity,
supporting the weight of all that is me.
Radio romance spits fulsome flattery,
sadly believed are these words entrusted through doubt.
Loves lies swipe neat,
about face choked cries.
Radio romance takes a seat, beat
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