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Aug 2012
When will it be enough
when will the lil red dot with a number in it be satisfying
when will it be enough
when will we go back to talking to people
sharing words
being embarrassed for real
not hiding behind a computer screen
when will it be enough
when we turn off the computer and see the glare of our own selves looking back.
computer screen oh computer screen who's the fairest of them all.
like a wishing well we just toss our random thoughts out
hoping someone will move there mouse and click like.
fake emotions
at the touch of a mouse
Jay Jimenez
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Jay Jimenez  33/M/Floating in space
(33/M/Floating in space)   
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