The Well - Part 2

This sounds weird, but I tell
I took Facebook out of the well;
Dumped PayPal inside,
They charged me too wide.
I'm losing money too fast,
It's like to me as a pest.

When I walked away,
Things couldn't stay.
They followed me home,
Which is my little tome.
Bashing on the door,
Coming through
I had to remove the door too.

Now I live like Cthulhu does;
That is: in the dark.
All openings are gone,
Look what they have done!



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The Well - Part 2

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