My cell phone is filled
With landline numbers
Where no one would pick up
On the other side
The cord has been cut
And yet, I can’t delete them.
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My cell phone is filled
With landline numbers
Where no one would pick up
On the other side
The cord has been cut
And yet, I can’t delete them.
I like how this image/description makes me feel loneliness. I don’t know if that was the feeling you were going for.
Thank you