Smartphone is a Gun

Your phone is a pistole, acting like a weapon,
Here to destroy all, creation of demon.
Betting to make me fall ? Feel you strong when i’m down ?
Trying to rape my soul ? Filming me as a clown.
Your heart is a dark wall ,may you win a king crown !
Numeric slave doll, sick and far from human,
Will dig a deeper hole to death of the free man.
Iron time is glacial, smile of hypocrisy,
Waking up is crucial, everything feels empty !
No virtue, no moral, no exemplarity.
What a such dumb goal, acting like enemy,
How sad and how small looks our destiny !
Artificial spiral of the cupidity,
Nothing of spiritual in that mentality,
Far from God natural : lazy ChatGpt !
Will bring all people gone, in fake reality.
Against life the virtual, kills personality !
Enjoy well your scroll in screen idiocracy,
Enjoy again your stole, of my heart privacy,
Enjoy hell your role, that has no Victory.
May ocean clean all, forgive you, forgive me.

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