See you later,
I'm not into that data.
Downloaded or to text.
With pictures to collect.
And,
Just for sex.
I'll see you later.
Perhaps to share a date.
Or maybe get to know...
Each other not to rate.
Could you leave,
A social data just to feel something real.
Could you leave,
A social data knowing most of it faked.
To imitate perfection,
More wish to immulate.
I will see you later.
I'm not into that data,
Downloaded or to text.
With pictures to collect.
And,
Just for sex.
Could you leave,
A social data just to feel something real.
Could you leave,
A social data knowing most of it faked...
To imitate perfection,
More wish to immulate.
Could you leave,
A social data...
To know it faked.
As more download perfection...
Just to,
Imitate.
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