Receptors, by Tyler Cedric Golden Subscribe to rss feed for Tyler Cedric Golden

These things given to you by God,
These things that make you hear fraud,
They are always there, even when you do not want them to
be,
They are similar to, the things that let you see,
Sometimes they let you notice more positive ideals
And sometimes other things that seem completely unreal,
Because of these things that are on all of our heads,
They can hear rumors or make us end up dead,
They can make things worse, or make them better,
Either way you use them, we all will always have these
things known as our receptors.
Posted: 2009-03-08 01:40:58 UTC

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