Any soul who dares approach me is greeted with a fatal error. The cold blue screen of death awaits, looking back at you harsh and unwelcoming. I have lovingly locked myself away. Do not come closer. You cannot reach me. A wounded spirit has rendered me helpless. Beyond repair. Embracing me feels like shards of glass carving into your body and in your soul. I will eternally be offline. To protect you from harm. From this virus. And from exacerbating my own pain. I promise you will regret me. Heed my warning. I am going back to sleep. 🩸🖤👾🔪🥀🫀
Poem by me - @zalgoloveletters
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