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Love Poem #216714
A Bad Chat
by Arif
I've been sat here hours... My eyes are feeling sore... I'm staying up all night... Because I'm looking to score...
The sex causes humour... Because I can't get sex for free... I search and search for hours... But I need a credit card to see...
I bought myself a web cam... So I can chat and play... But I don't see any ladies... So I wish that I was gay...
She speaks, but I can't hear... She hears but now can't see... I think my PC's broken... Why does this happen to me?...
I think I am in love... I hope she feels the same... Oh, damn my PC's crashed... But boy, how I just came...
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