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The ringtone Loud and brash. He picks up the phone. He laughs at the screen. I ask but he doesn't reply. The sound of his fingers Tapping on the glowing screen Makes my ears bleed. The ringtone. Loud. Brash. He picks up the phone. He laughs. Again. Again. Again. The sound of his fingers On the glowing screen Torments me.
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 11:53 PM UTC
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The ringtone Loud and brash. He picks up the phone. He laughs at the screen. I ask but he doesn't reply. The sound of his fingers Tapping on the glowing screen Makes my ears bleed. The ringtone. Loud. Brash. He picks up the phone. He laughs. Again. Again. Again. The sound of his fingers On the glowing screen Torments me.
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 11:53 PM UTC
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