PPS

Fingers twitching in agitation

Forced withdrawal in frustration

doomed to social isolation

And perpetual aggravation

Decimated, destroyed reputations

Shortened, slighted salutations

Little to no dedication

To stop that manifestation

A one-track fixation

to the phantom vibration

An internal narration

To a paranoid hallucination

A non-existant sensation

To answer that temptation

Causing a conflageration

Or surviving, celebration

I am a survivor of deprivation,

Of Phantom Phone Syndrome infestation 

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