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Virtual Cancer
Contributed by
puppy_dog_eyes
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Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 08:57:46 AM in AEST
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This cancer spreads a little more each day
A foul plague that sweeps across virtual land
What sickness feeds lies and false identities?
Today I am your closest friend
Tomorrow just passing stranger
Deceptive this paradise, no more than a trap
The Web that binds us is truly worldwide
Some discard feelings, shed their snake skin
Life takes on new form, notes to rehearse
As actors and actresses take to the stage
Where else could you live a year in a moment?
Give undying love to the face of a stranger
Cry crocodile tears just to seek attention
You play the game where there are no rules
Where the only things broken are foolish hearts
Forgive me if I look upon you with pre-programmed doubt
My dream has been tarnished too many times
I see cultures united on common ground
Lips that speak of honour and truth
But eyes seen clearly announce the masquerade
Is it naivety or hope that brings me back ?
To walk through the this field of barren souls
How many friendships have I planted here ?
A seed of faith sewn in someone new
I have watched so many wither and die
This mask you wear to hide your inner self
Your tool to help you play the game
For me there is no defence
No weapons with which to fight
I fear soon I will die, from this virtual cancer
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Re: Virtual Cancer
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by krisseee on
Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 09:23:28 AM AEST
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internet chat rooms were invented for losers who have no real friends.
People like Weird John from next door, who never goes out because he's talking to his girlfriend, his girlfriend who lives in South-East Asia and looks like Pamela Anderson. Hang on a minute John, are you sure that's your girlfriend, because it really does look like a picture of Pamela Anderson that she has just sent you???
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Re: Virtual Cancer
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by gery_giggles on
Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 09:24:53 AM AEST
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wow...this is a good poem..our lives have changed because of the net and what was once alomst impossible is possible with the click of a button...we find friendships and loves that we would have never know...we give our hearts to a stanger across the sea. But everyone of us has those lying eyes....onyl noone can see them.
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Re: Virtual Cancer
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by emystar on
Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 05:46:49 AM AEST
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Very good write. It's sad but true.
There r many prediters out there jus looking for their next victom.
Luv, huggs,
emy |
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Re: Virtual Cancer
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by JamesStockdale on
Sunday, 2nd August 2020 @ 12:32:53 AM AEST
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You sound just like me...
But those you talk of hate to be exposed.....
A sad world. |
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