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Hi. How're you? What have you been up to? Cool. Hey. What's up? I'm good. Nice.
I had been hoping for an affair with a lady who had a trim figure And a sassy countrywoman got my number from the dating agency She was the last person I had expected to call me,
driving home to youunfortunately I died~ text said I love you.driving and textingnew car for graduation~ hey guys guess what I. . ..
Hello Mr. mustang, please don’t text while you drive Unless of course you are ready to die In that case please don’t do it here When children and innocent people are near For not everyone is prepared for their death
i want you in or out there will be no grey area this time it is black or white heartbreak or heart light
Bright white lit screen on a small device Shining in my eye, it's blinding Yet I'm addicted Addicted not to this device, but the person in the device The person responding to me
Juliet 12:34 AM: Romeo? Juliet 12:35 AM: Romeo! Juliet 12:35 AM: Where for art thou?! Juliet 12:37 AM: ROMEO, WHY WONNE'TH THEE ANSWER MY TEXTS?!
Dear Mom, I woke up today screaming and then realized it was just a nightmare. I don’t know why you didn’t come to check on me but I know I will be okay. Dear Mom,
My Head pops up there's a loud BRRRING no need to panic My Alarm is doing his thing i stretch my Arms and i stretch them wide yet, here i sit with tired Eyes.
In thy dreams you’re sweeter than life it’s self Thou art speak the tongue of love
JK. u know i didn't mean it... / i told u he'll never say what-- Sarah did what at the party? / ... / but why did Nate
Every time I press sendI feel relievedThat someone is thereWilling to talk toMe.
He read it at 9:30 PM. It's currently 9:42 PM and he hasn't even began to type. Read 9:30 PM. Read 9:30 PM. Read 9:30 PM. It replays in my head over and over.
poring over texts at 3am wondering about what wasn't said but more importantly the things you said with hidden, truer meanings now you're asleep and it's too late to ask
--Drive Safe! --I will! The words are said without a thought No meaning given to the promise --I will! Hands at 10 and 2 Shift to drive Turn right toward school --I will!
I don't know how it happened How you dissapeared One minute here The next Gone You hit the person in front of you We all assumed you didn't do it We made up stories
It’s so easy to hide our abuses Blame it all on life, we did not choose this. So we make up excuses and choose not to see other's bruises Life turns us all red, yellow, brown, white, and blue
There are moments in time when a sound hits your ear drums before your eyes reach the sight, and moments in time when your nostrils fill up a familiar fragrance before you catch sight of the body of which it lies upon.
"A! Share the road!" "B! Bump!" "C! City Limit!" "D! Detour!" "E! Exit!" "F! Freeway!" "G! Gas!" "H! Highway!" "I! Interstate" "J! Jen put that down!" "K! Men at work!"
Introducing a new design of mankind the battery business will bloom
I sat in the passenger seat and listened to the drivers heart beat
That's the only thing that people send me nowadays. No real words, just emoticons (or what I like to call BULLSHIT) No one has the balls to actually talk to me on the phone and tell me how they feel
Text me Text me No face that I can see. We lost our communication with a system that is obsolete. Time to get rid of this thing!
Put Down the Gun You know something completely safe If trained and used right Or something dangerous that might end a life So put down the gun You think I'm crazy You're driving you say
"Hold the Phone!" “Floo-flop” chimes the phone, On the drive home. What text could it be, That you just have to see.
Tweet 2 Teachers#yoursostoopid (a satirical poem for the scholarship contest about what needs to change with education)
Kk teachers these days just, like, seriously need to chill out! i don't get what the heck all the fuss is about They should like go smoke a joint or something
I had a friend, whose name was Sam Sam was always smiling He went driving one day, and then BAM! The car was flying, flipping, and rolling Sam had received a text on his phone
I blink as the warmth enters my eyes
Don't text and drive But that's for a car Text and bike? You already know Bikes are useful to get around So are skateboards Which gets negative critic? The one you don't hold on to
I feel something warm and wet sliding down my face I want to sit up, but I seem to be stuck in place I've never imagined such a blinding pain The cool ground beneath me is keeping me somewhat sane
Quick! Turn around! Catch this kid, Phone lit right up, fingers dancing across the screen. Come on! Look! He's playing Candy Crush, But your back is turned.
Aching, screaming Shortness of breath, Begging, pleading Wanting to cheat death Bargains, promises It will happen no more, If only time froze And would rewind to before.
Trust. Defined as the assured reliance on the character, ability, or truth of someone or something. Trust is Knowing that what you believe in, what you put your hope in will not abandon you
Driving the car got a text from a friends asking "where you at" I look down at my phone the next the thing I knew I hit a boy crossing the street OH NO HE'S Dead Now spending 50 years in jail
Life is dictated in Time's court So fuck around all you want Time will come and strip your selfishly selfless conceited joys Gavel slammed to a sentence of eternal damnation You to an eternity of never ending
RING! RING! Click! A text came through It reads "WHR R U?" Not parked, moving motion CRASH! SLAM! SCREECH! What's the commotion? Three spins and a twist your wrapped around a pole
It won't happen to me, I said. That's a sad story, but it won't happen to me. I'm invincible. A teenager. My "whole life ahead of me". It won't happen to me. I'll do everything right. I promised. I won't drink and drive. I agreed.
Texting is fun; whether you use swipe or the android keyboard, Texting is fun; when it’s someone you like or when you’re feeling bored, Texting is crucial; when you text someone who is hurting,
My heart is racing. I'm waiting for you, by the door. You told me you'll be quick. The time is growing longer, i'm sick. 1 hour, 2 hours, 3 hours, 4. Where are you, my love? Why haven't you walked through my door?
(poems go here)technology has taken over our lives making all woman act like desperate housewives put the phone down and close the twitter normal conversation is becoming bitter
Death, murder, heartache, incarceration The very things teens attempt to avoid Texting and driving The very thing that can lead to it all
Uncertain, Silent, Words Crying, Pleading, Screaming unheard Black, emotionless tries Passed on unknowing Conversation dies Heat flat lines No beat. Fear shivers down spines