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Broken iPod


Things were fine, and going well

It was so cool taking pictures

Something that would last forever

Memories, I guess you could say

I thought for sure you would be better

Upgrade, better pictures…but no

You decided to break yourself

And I don’t even know how

Like the colors of the rainbow

You turned from red, to orange

To yellow, on and on you went

You turned on and off five times

Almost like a seizure, you didn’t know what to do

I take it you no longer wanted to cooperate

So I left you on the table

Haven’t taken a picture since

Good bye broken iPod

Rest in peace 

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