Permanently Offline
- its.loud.in.here
- Mar 2
- 1 min read
You can’t leave me on seen,
My texts don’t exist now.
No blue ticks.
No typing bubbles.
My name won't light up your screen,
It is now carved somewhere you can’t swipe away.
You can’t get inside my head or close to me now,
There's six feet of space anyway.
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