the nothings
Friday, September 30, 2005
 
reduced to nothingness

you sit all alone,
in your room, waiting for a special tone,

forget all else, but the pc and the phone
wishing you had, had a clone

so that you can be anywhere even sierra leone,
and still be here to hear the tone,

for nothing else matters, until you own,
that special thing u crave, stripped to the barest bones
 
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