poetry corner time (hehe, i crack myself up)

i sit here alone.
why will no one call on the phone?
staring at the screen.
life is kinda mean.
there's nothing going down.
i'm wearing a frown.
so very very bored.
so filled with scorn.
such a waste of time.
this line does rhyme.
life sucks.
sigh, fux...

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