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"waay" poems
There was an orb up the nimbus sky Jelly, translucent Absorbing everything that bumps As it becomes bigger and bigger Consuming the world... Afloat in galaxy, Consuming the stars... Wallowing planets, comets Errr... Jupiter's rings! Black-holes! Sun, not the moo-                      n Devouring the whole milky waay-- The  U  N  I  V  E  R  S  E ! Enormous. Colossal. ORB. Emerged! Oh! Us, Witnessing the outside of galaxies Only pure light, OBLIVION. As the orb, like bubbles BURST!             tck. Reaching TERMINUS. And that's how everything'll. END.
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
ORB-LIVEAL TERMINUS
The Talk To Text feature is stuck on. Aww CRAP! Come on you piece of junk, stop, Stop, STOP! Aww.. ! Oh, hey Bob. How are you doing today? I am fine how are you? Oh, I was fine until my talk to text feature broke. It is recording everything it hears. Really, Jamie? Let me take a look at it for you. Oh no you don't, Bob! I am waay better with such things, you broke my last phone, remember? Well, it couldn't hurt for me to take a look at it... No. Really it will be fine... No. Duder, it's just a... No. Why are you being so hard headed? Hey, look Bob! I fixed it. Oh, really? Yes. Did you really? Yes. Let me see. No. Yes. No, Bob. Go to work. My work is hell. Yes Bob. Go there. I am telling you, I fixed the piece of... Oh, hey Mom. However is it that you do? Is something wrong with your phone, Son? Not anymore, I fixed it. Well, he says he fixed it. But... No buts, Bob. Go to work. Let me see your phone, Son. No, Mom. Yes, let me see if I can fix it. No. I have been working on electronics since I was 8 years old. There's no way you can fix this ****** pho...
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 3:41 PM UTC
My Phone Was Broken
Passionate, bloodthirsty... Oh, so mean! Meaner than the meanest high school bullies you've seen. A particularly evil mindset, to a certain degree... Because I don't hurt with punches, I hurt with words. How can this be? A blow in the right spot can make one faint, a line in the right place can put one to shame. From a blow they can recover just fine, but from shame? Trust me, that takes waay more time. If everyone around me read what I write, they'd understand, at least a little, what tore me apart. The people would feel what I felt and I'd laugh as they bathed themselves with tears. Such delight!
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Jun 27, 2021
Jun 27, 2021 at 11:30 AM UTC
Dear Beauty, I'm the Beast
'i miss youu' 'i wanna see youu' 'it's been waay too longg' all the stuff you say telling me you wanna come over one day and when i invite you over all you say is 'probably not, sorry' so i just send a sad face and move on with my day 'hey you know i love you' you say 10 minutes later i send a few hearts and continue my day later you text me at 10 pm 'mmm baby i miss you' 'i need you rn' 'mmh just come over baby' all i say 'i wish' then i go to bed
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Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 11:09 AM UTC
just come over baby