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Cell-Phone

Perhaps it’s a bit PESSIMISTIC Of me to say “life is an ANGRY HORROR” Without your CLEAR reflection And SLEEK body IRONICALLY, I dropped you last week On your HEAD no less So, your warning LIGHTS are now faded Though, I’m OPTIMISTIC you’ll still work Through the shattered CRACKS Of your FRAIL face I’m still SAD You’ve always connected me And protected me with PLAYFUL Yet, POMPOUS ring tones However AMUSED, I am not If ever RESIGNED to utilize The GLOOMY technology Of FORMAL years gone by I’d most definitely CRY! MATTER-OF-FACT Greater are the DAYS of INFORMAL communication Internal INTERNET SOCIAL MEDIA SITES All PASSWORD protected So SUSPICIOUS late night Text messages won’t warrant WITTY comments or SERIOUS disagreements… Lay

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/3/2012 8:23:00 PM
Hey, Walayee, long time no see, I sure enjoyed this read about cell phones, though truth be told, I really don't care much about them. I kind of don't like them!
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