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Contributed by
sidra
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Tuesday, 16th December 2003 @ 06:40:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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i sit in the same spot everyday behind a screen of coy anonyminity backed against the wall in the middle but to the side under names like "lioness_sidra" the perfect place to hide. on a diet of poetry, journals, and mp3's it sucks the life right out of me and feeds it into cyberspace (an evil grin on cyberface.) and yet, i spill the guts of an internet junkie to usa ,france, and spain,pakistan an all the world point-click, download, execute and ftp my pain instant message ex-lover an friends emailing madly all the others who occupy my modem's address book others just like me, struggling on the cyberhook.
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sidra
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2003-12-16 18:40:21] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: net
(User Rating: 1 ) by LiLFlirt08 on
Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 06:58:12 PM AEST (User
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| how true to all of us! this poem is kind of a reality check-it makes me think about how much we really take away from ourselves spending time under anonymous names while we could be doing something...a little more...productive! Great job i loved it! |
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