Dead Phone
Holding the phone no one answers its too late,
The time passes as you only hear it ring wondering why,
They're out of reach as if on the other side of an endless gate,
Little dide you know about how they had the whole night to think and cry,
Drowning in the emotions you stirred up brings them their fate,
Causing them to lock theirselves away and die
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