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The Internet Girl

I wish I could stop

My hands from stalking

your page

from refreshing just to see your name

 

an expert in

pushing people away

 

My tongue is best tied up

instead of exercised

 

it's exorcism is backwards

demons it will spew

right into your insides

 

the things i say

aren't like the things i do

 

But my conscience blurs

all those lines when I'm with you

 

Who is this new host

of parasitic infection?

 

Making overly

sexualized suggestions

 

Who gave her the key and locked me out?

 

 

I wish I could stop

My hands from stalking

your page

from refreshing just to see your name

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Written by
gabriela-jimenez
Guatemalan
Published
Dec 22, 2011
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