Cracked

FallenAngel1πŸ•Š

I dropped my phone

the screens all cracked making it difficult to read a poem

i miss reading and commenting

I’m feeling a little all alone

I guess I’ll just roll another one and get a little more stoned

But seriously I’m going to have to get a new phone.

Written By;W.J.G.πŸ•Š

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Comments4

  • Crowns4Christ

    Definitely, should, it's miserable not having one,of course mine was just a flip phone,

    • FallenAngel1πŸ•Š

      It sure is,and it's because a phone is so much more now. It seems nobody can get through life without one. But I know there's still little hidden tropical islands with native tribes who want nothing to do with the developed world. I saw a documentary about people trying to land a helicopter on their beaches,they wanted to document them. They were met with flying spearsπŸ˜‚ Sometimes I think of how great it would be to live the way they do. CheersπŸ·πŸ·πŸŒΉπŸ•ŠπŸŒž

      • Crowns4Christ

        Live like the old days and live off the land,in some instances it would be better, other times bad,goes to show you that we never know what is in store for us

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      • orchidee

        Ohh, read them poems again soon! Hope you will be able to. And for all the other things you use your phone for. πŸ™‚

      • L. B. Mek

        lol
        for the poetry, all
        for the poetry!
        really like your light tone
        but complete seriousness
        like
        'hey I can take all the BS
        in the world
        but don't mess, with my access
        to my poetic friends'
        lol
        I can so relate, dear poet
        thanks for sharing

        • FallenAngel1πŸ•Š

          They can take away my access to my poetic friends when they can pry them from my cold dead fingers. Cheers L.B.πŸ»πŸŒžπŸ•Š

        • kitty the naughty poet

          Puff puff pass my friend lol πŸ˜† 🀣 πŸ˜‰

          • FallenAngel1πŸ•Š

            Puff puff pass the ducthie 'pon the left hand sideπŸ˜œπŸ·πŸ·πŸŒΉπŸ•ŠπŸŒž

            • kitty the naughty poet

              πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ love it



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