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Its not that serious, its not that sincere                            Lights and electricity, not really what they appear                            They’re numbers and codes, not actual actions                                 Its binary code, not true transactions                                                        Don’t take it to heart, its too cold to have a pulse                            Full of electric charges but no flesh to convulse                                 Its just a network, not real interactions                    It doesn’t matter what is said, they are just letters and captions                                                       There aren’t any rules, why would there be?                           Its through wires and plugs, not genuine ability                           Don’t take it personally, you are not meant to                          Typed smiles and faces, the likeness they woe!                         But they have no unique attributes to be weighty to you.                                                     Say what you want, its different here                              No face to look at.. no eye to tear.....                           Don’t act like yourself, you’re not yourself anymore                        The detachment of this tragedy strikes you to the core                    Lash out if you want, there is no real person to receive your blow                           A username, a picture, no one you really know.                                                  Tell them they are nothing! you’re right, aren’t you?                       They are just lifeless drones with nothing else to do.                            Exercise your anger, its all an outlet here                     You can get more attention here than you did anywhere                                                            Its virtual, Its cold, a social evolution!                           Its clean and pure, no emotional pollution.                                                          No responsibility,                                                     this world is like a dream......                                                       Become another person,                                                                  And hide behind a screen.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
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Its not that serious, its not that sincere                            Lights and electricity, not really what they appear                            They’re numbers and codes, not actual actions                                 Its binary code, not true transactions                                                        Don’t take it to heart, its too cold to have a pulse                            Full of electric charges but no flesh to convulse                                 Its just a network, not real interactions                    It doesn’t matter what is said, they are just letters and captions                                                       There aren’t any rules, why would there be?                           Its through wires and plugs, not genuine ability                           Don’t take it personally, you are not meant to                          Typed smiles and faces, the likeness they woe!                         But they have no unique attributes to be weighty to you.                                                     Say what you want, its different here                              No face to look at.. no eye to tear.....                           Don’t act like yourself, you’re not yourself anymore                        The detachment of this tragedy strikes you to the core                    Lash out if you want, there is no real person to receive your blow                           A username, a picture, no one you really know.                                                  Tell them they are nothing! you’re right, aren’t you?                       They are just lifeless drones with nothing else to do.                            Exercise your anger, its all an outlet here                     You can get more attention here than you did anywhere                                                            Its virtual, Its cold, a social evolution!                           Its clean and pure, no emotional pollution.                                                          No responsibility,                                                     this world is like a dream......                                                       Become another person,                                                                  And hide behind a screen.
rachel-sullivan
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
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