It is in utter regret
They wont easily forget
The fine line was made to snap
You have fallen to a trap . . .
Still under the influence
Yet you were just so intense
Now you are an abuser
Making 'em all accuser . . .
Never meant to be this way
Manner you're closing your day
Last thing you were expected
You were never neglected . . .
Like two different persons
You've never learned those lessons
Not apt for this attention
Kindly check your reflection . . .
Even brought your act at home
They pity the hapless phone
Good thing she stayed beside you
Least of 'em to be with you!
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