Control. Alt. Delete.
That's all it takes to forever say goodbye.
Click. Block. Yes.
That's all it takes to say no more.
Click. Report. Other.
No reason to give, you just don't like them anymore.
Who cars anyways?
Not like anyone loves them right?
Not like anyone would care about them right?
Because, of course, you're the only one that matters.
Control.
Alt.
Delete.
-Chaney, August 2017
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The Dark Poems In My Head
PoetryThis is those little whispering poems that weasel their way into my wonderful brain. Don't know how this'll turn out, but, you know how it goes! Lets try something new! It is mature because some of this shit is bad! Extremely! Not sexual, but words...
