Solitude is my cellphoneβs vibe
Cozy and powerful
My confident faces are for selfies
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Step in
Chill in
My bedroom is my heart
A photo taken there is always the sweetest
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Iβm a cell in a metal cocoon
Wish someone could draw me out
Wish I had more people in my photos
Wish I could see my body more often
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One selfie taken
Million words are whispered
Alone in different tones
My front cameras are my best friends
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Hello here! Hi there!
Not an answer
Some buddies are just selfish
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Are we too in cell fish?
On a little screen
Million selfies must look atomic
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Foolish
We fake joy well
Stunning
Our smiley faces are everywhere
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As faces in cells
We must be dying of randomness
Though most selfies tell broken heartsβ stories
Mine are always a resistance to inexistence
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