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My friends are counted on a page,

found among a digitial age,

I look them them

but like rats on boats,

instead of friends,

I have blades to throat.

I click ingore, and block the news,

delete the pain and the abuse.

I try the act like I dont care,

when you act and its not fair.

You say I naught,

but thoughts that stray,

random words left on this page.

Good for boredom,

but not a friend,

a passing thought,

when times does end.

Hi for lonely, for to scoff,

my calls to you,

they end in block.

I know I'm nothing,

a brand new trend,

less then real,

an online friend.

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NoctusAngelusProcella
14:30 Apr 15 2011

that about sums it up right there. I have one person online from VR that makes an effert to talk to me.

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