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establish the connection.
A few words exchanged
Over yahoo messenger
and they find a friend in a stranger.
Words bridging distances,
Words dripping with sweetness.
And there goes the boy
his love for the girl he confesses.
The girl says(types) - you are just words for me
faceless man as my lover how can it be?
I know I love you but I want to be sure
I want to meet you and know you some more.
The boy says(types) -
If you are not sure,
It means you love me no more.
Now that it's over with, you just let me be.
Don't chat with me,
no e-mails from you I want to see.
For I will find another internet princess,
I will find a lover in her and share virtual kisses.
Kisses to blow you good-bye,
Kisses to celebrate that
whatever I said to you today was
just a big fat lie.
A plain little game
a game to get this
young girl(thats you) back to your senses.
there I go - finally i confess!
The boy types on-
I want to hurt you no more
So here is something I want you to know,
Internet is just an illusion,
Carry on with your life girl
Love won't find you online,
log off from this virtual world
And let the reality strike.
I know I love you so much and I do care
because I see my elder daughter in you.
(I am 45 and not 18, that was a lie too)
She was caught in a situation like yours
(You may even know her, you know)
it was the same maze of love and
tangled emotions, just to end in tears.
I don't want you to suffer her fate,
Stop this virtual jouney today,
it's never too late.
And if you are wondering
Why am I being so sweet to you
I am none other than your father-
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