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A second shadow following closely

Draining passion, leeching indivuality,

Fueling crowd mentality.

A perfect personality prison.

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Constantly on them

Always shackled to our phones

Taking up our lives

Yet we still use them

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Vibrantly buzzing a harbinger
ringing a failing new age of my head
Wracked with pain and agog in the wit
Never again will my silence seem sweet.

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Held hostage, without escape.
We have no control, as reality slips away
The shackles feel light, so we think we have freedom
But at the end of the day we are consumed

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Technology linking us to our friends, enemies, and strangers,

Keeping us forever connected,

Enslaving us to the opinions of the hypocrites and the uninformed,

Making us abundantly more paranoid and angry, with no easy way out.

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Chained like a prisoner to a device of lies

Day in and day out

Social media runs our lives

What is the end as we strive for clout

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Pretentious phone drawing

Preaching  on  a   soapbox

Projecting their problem

Untrue  e-pi-dem-ic

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A society so chained to our phones

That we forget how to live

Without it we die

With it were tied

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Phones control most everything

You can talk with just one ring

But when it comes to companionship,

A phone is not the best for friendship

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i hate my phone
It is the devil
They're brainwashing us
And soon, we will be out of touch

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Buzz they go

Always in our hands, always on our minds

No freedom from them, no escape

From the fake world we’ve created in this tiny device

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Our "likes" and "shares"
Add another link to the chain
And we would not dare
To admit we are tied to this pattern

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Constantly anxious

Never ceasing, always there

Bound together for eternity

Chained by cursed light.

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Our minds and phones

Connect as one

Chained together

Technology has won

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An electronic enslavement,
small stark controlling monoliths,
enthralling us all hours of day,
there is no solace e'en in sleep

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Phones Phones Phones

We are moths to their light

Sewn the world together,

But the glimpse they provide can be phony.

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Scrolling through pictures,
Posting all smiles,
The likes pouring in,
placing me farther in denial.

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Millions of messages,
Asking "who are you", "where are you" and "why are you"
But nobody asking "how are you"

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A generation, full of information

So tied, full of responsibilities

So tethered, full of addiction

So chained, full of incivility

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Always on the phone
Sometimes they take up our lives
We still use them though
Always trying to impress all