Bloody Fax machines

A Poem by Fenix Flight

I deal with them at work

Bloody Fax Machines
Trilling in my ear
Hurting me
with their peircing screams

© 2014 Fenix Flight

Author's Note

I had 7 fax machines in a row go through my headset because of the number I called was a fax machine. -.-

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Added on May 3, 2014
Last Updated on May 3, 2014

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Fenix Flight

Kingdom Of Amythest, ME

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Please Call me Fenix (Fen-nicks) (The FEN is pronouced the same way you would pronouce the FEN in Fenway) its more my name then the one I was given at birth. I wont put my life story here. You will se.. more..

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