Satan is alive, and living on my phone

phones,phones,phones,phones. ring

a pawn in tarring my grand pair  ants.

                             I stood and waited.

"I'm no longer skinny!

                              The 20 pounds I lost,

               They are comming back!

                             And I thought they where gone forever!

               Let us celebrate with tea and cream!"

  a buzz came from my pokets.

                           "Honestly" it said.

                                "I'm not doing good at all' 

Then let us move to cascadia! 

                         and by a new born dog! 

Would that cure your sadness? 

                       I now that it would mine. 

Let it rain on reedwood trees!

Lets leave this texas heat!

                               I do not care for big red trucks,

              or the tast of bbq meat!

As your depression falls from your fingers,

on to my one inch screen,

                   a space juorney taken for granted.

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[TLK]

I find this very hard to read.