Ode To My Phone
Ode To My Phone
Annoying.
The alarm goes off,
yet helpful.
Freezing up on me, yet a know it all;
I couldn’t ask for anything else.
Without you?
I don’t know.
Please don't break on me,
again;
I can never let you go;
no one can replace you:
1 missed call from sister.
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