Hang Up

RING RING 
RING RING

cries the silver phone...
better pick him up, or his cries will be unknown.

RING RING
RING RING

it yells inside your head...
how annoying is the rhythm; like a needle with no thread.

RING RING 
RING RING

why not just pick it up?
cause life has been on speed dial, but your life wants to hang up...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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