~Button on my Phone~

Button on my phone, standing all alone, Back against the wall, staring down the hall. Stalker there unseen, lost like a dream, dreamer in my home, In the button on my phone. Button on my phone, dead and alone, Head up the wall, lost and gone, sent on by, by the Button on my phone.

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~Dear Media,~ (part 2 of the story) P.S. Readers

Someone commented to me in another forum, “The viewer has all the power in the world to decide what they can and cannot see.” Well that is certainly true, but just because we may choose to turn away from disturbing media in all its vulgar forms, doesn’t mean it stops broadcasting. Just because you don’t

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~Dear Media,~

Dear Media, I don’t find it a bad thing if you want to express yourself and create. But you don’t create, you just repeat and regurgitate yourself. It does not respect or inform to keep digging up bodies after they have been buried. And could you please stop telling our enemies everything we know. They

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