addicted to the facebook

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i watch  the updates change and i wonder if they remember me

or just the person i pretended to be.

we’re friends through a keyboard and a fucked up old screen

and we watch each other through pictures of the places we’ve seen.

it’s like the touchtone phone never ever really existed

and life’s full ad’s for places i’ve never visited.

i’ll never stop watching and i won’t miss a thing

and at the end of it all

facebook will be king.

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