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"Please Lose My Phone Number" by Charles Joseph
It’s hard keeping
my mouth shut
when all I want to do
is tell you—
how I can see through
your fake smile
and your palm in my hand
like a dead fish handshake
but deep down I know
that everything & anything
from my mouth to your ears
will certainly be wasted
and I don’t waste words
I write them down and move on
while you comb the blank spaces
of your feeble mind
wondering why I don't call, write,
or speak to you anymore
when all you have to do
is TRY
to reach out and touch someone
other than yourself.
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