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I heard my life in mono before I met You We became stereo Me: channel left You: panned right; A cohesive strengthening of sound A mutual clatter of turbulence, with such underlying beauty Only we knew the clamor was best for Us, though no one believed As the cacophony grew, Your speaker buzzed and squawked I played unaware, loving the crescendo - Eventually, as stereos do, You Shorted out Grew weaker and weaker with each Note; melodies were crumbling I fiddled with the wires, Hoping, wanting both sides of our discord to stay true - Then you were silent Eerily and I kept screaming Roaring with a clatter that could have blown my own side of this Disquiet. You were muted, hushed Now I hear but half of my life The left remains; The right, You, are not even Static, and I pray for mono Again
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Apr 10, 2012
Apr 10, 2012 at 10:17 PM UTC
Mono/Stereo
I heard my life in mono before I met You We became stereo Me: channel left You: panned right; A cohesive strengthening of sound A mutual clatter of turbulence, with such underlying beauty Only we knew the clamor was best for Us, though no one believed As the cacophony grew, Your speaker buzzed and squawked I played unaware, loving the crescendo - Eventually, as stereos do, You Shorted out Grew weaker and weaker with each Note; melodies were crumbling I fiddled with the wires, Hoping, wanting both sides of our discord to stay true - Then you were silent Eerily and I kept screaming Roaring with a clatter that could have blown my own side of this Disquiet. You were muted, hushed Now I hear but half of my life The left remains; The right, You, are not even Static, and I pray for mono Again
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28/F/American
Apr 10, 2012
Apr 10, 2012 at 10:17 PM UTC
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