lol. orly?
lyk omg, kk!
glowing screen, in the dead of night,
click-clack keyboard
this is my right.
Reaching out,
to know somebody,
trapped in space,
cybertronic obsession.
hours pass,
days go by,
work undone,
and out of mind.
No, i do not remember to do what i must,
i only remeber,
click-clack.
I only see the monitor,
i only know,
kingzwe88-84.
I'm hopelessly caught,
typing away
locked away as i am
in my house,
all day.
the only place I am
click-clack
glowing screen
the dead of night
kingzwe 8
8
through 84.
Author notes
=D my addiction:: the internet.
A contest entry
- Addictions by starlite.
600 points, ended September 30, 2008, 43 entries
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Comments
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its never failed to amaze me the hole that this screen fills, i suspect that if I had never used the net the hole probably would have never existed, but alas , it is now dug.
excellent , leading and creative.
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i think almost anyone who uses a computer can relate to you on this one. i know that when i get on here the only things i do really are go to my usual sites, where i type in a ritual screen name and password.
well done
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