i dont even know her but sometimes... its a dial up internet kind of thing. faceless, words floating by, teleportation, words from here to there. shit i dont even know her but sometimes... its easy to let things out over the internet. easy to go to far or to lie too much too soon. and who knows i dont even know her, but sometimes, i worry about her a little, and hope that she writes a happy poem sometime soon.Birth sign: Taurus
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