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Internet Dating
Why is it the internet Offers courage for men to say What they would never say On their own??? Seemingly successful men Reduced to childish requests You show me yours I'll show you mine Do you like this, like that Have you ever, would you Try me on for size Are they real, can I feel Shave this, trim that Talk dirty, can I kiss And don't even get me started On messenger and sharing Photos or a webcam And with my eyes wide In total surprise I see how desperate You are to show me What you have to offer And not interested, I click off Before you intend to get off Picture this, you finally meet And this is what you hear You're so beautiful You're so amazing I want you, for an hour For a night, next day You're out of sight The words they flow Like beer on a Friday night Next day, no thoughts Come my way, SURPRISE Because you're too busy Being a myspace whor* Buying pets, kissing lips, Rating hotties, collecting women Like baseball cards Beautiful face, gorgeous, sexy Amazing, you're so hot, hot hot Comment after comment you write Never truly knowing women Your desire for a body Leaves you searching So on you go, requesting More beautiful women To be your friend to Fill the empty you, but It doesn't work and Your team doesn't cheer And you can't win because The only one wanting in the game Sits on the sideline, while you Hedge your bets on hotties With stats like 36-24-36 But seasons change And your team of hotties Loses interest fast because Like you, they look too And someone better Always comes along You wonder after eight seasons Why you just can't win And I want to say- How could you? You didn't do the work needed To develop the potential Of the player with the most promise And after hundreds of trades You realize you were never really In the game after all. |
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lol some of us want love though too :(
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Internet Dating Why is it the internet Offers courage for men to say What they would never say On their own??? Seemingly successful men Reduced to childish requests You show me yours I'll show you mine Do you like this, like that Have you ever, would you Try me on for size Are they real, can I feel Shave this, trim that Talk dirty, can I kiss And don't even get me started On messenger and sharing Photos or a webcam And with my eyes wide In total surprise I see how desperate You are to show me What you have to offer And not interested, I click off Before you intend to get off Picture this, you finally meet And this is what you hear You're so beautiful You're so amazing I want you, for an hour For a night, next day You're out of sight The words they flow Like beer on a Friday night Next day, no thoughts Come my way, SURPRISE Because you're too busy Being a myspace whor* Buying pets, kissing lips, Rating hotties, collecting women Like baseball cards Beautiful face, gorgeous, sexy Amazing, you're so hot, hot hot Comment after comment you write Never truly knowing women Your desire for a body Leaves you searching So on you go, requesting More beautiful women To be your friend to Fill the empty you, but It doesn't work and Your team doesn't cheer And you can't win because The only one wanting in the game Sits on the sideline, while you Hedge your bets on hotties With stats like 36-24-36 But seasons change And your team of hotties Loses interest fast because Like you, they look too And someone better Always comes along You wonder after eight seasons Why you just can't win And I want to say- How could you? You didn't do the work needed To develop the potential Of the player with the most promise And after hundreds of trades You realize you were never really In the game after all. woonderful! though I think internet also gives the rare one the chance to be brave and expose the inner-self too they just happen to be far and between. A secret shhhhssshhhh though don't tell ... I met someone online 9 yrs ago feel in love before ever knowing what she looked like and vice versa drove the 2800+ miles across country and bought her back to california 6 months later then married her 6 months after that |
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The further I got in your words the more I stood and Yell'd whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,, Life is incredible and I wish for you blessed days and nights filled with the ever flowing of love from the one who see's you, the real you
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thats like my dream atm poetic. got this one little lady im looking at now,lol. god i swear if you give me her i will forever worship you! lol
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very nice write pkd...
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thats like my dream atm poetic. got this one little lady im looking at now,lol. god i swear if you give me her i will forever worship you! lol much luck to you and thanks for the comment |
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Internet Dating Why is it the internet Offers courage for men to say What they would never say On their own??? Seemingly successful men Reduced to childish requests You show me yours I'll show you mine Do you like this, like that Have you ever, would you Try me on for size Are they real, can I feel Shave this, trim that Talk dirty, can I kiss And don't even get me started On messenger and sharing Photos or a webcam And with my eyes wide In total surprise I see how desperate You are to show me What you have to offer And not interested, I click off Before you intend to get off Picture this, you finally meet And this is what you hear You're so beautiful You're so amazing I want you, for an hour For a night, next day You're out of sight The words they flow Like beer on a Friday night Next day, no thoughts Come my way, SURPRISE Because you're too busy Being a myspace whor* Buying pets, kissing lips, Rating hotties, collecting women Like baseball cards Beautiful face, gorgeous, sexy Amazing, you're so hot, hot hot Comment after comment you write Never truly knowing women Your desire for a body Leaves you searching So on you go, requesting More beautiful women To be your friend to Fill the empty you, but It doesn't work and Your team doesn't cheer And you can't win because The only one wanting in the game Sits on the sideline, while you Hedge your bets on hotties With stats like 36-24-36 But seasons change And your team of hotties Loses interest fast because Like you, they look too And someone better Always comes along You wonder after eight seasons Why you just can't win And I want to say- How could you? You didn't do the work needed To develop the potential Of the player with the most promise And after hundreds of trades You realize you were never really In the game after all. <<----singing Go sistah Soul sistah, bettah get that dough sistah! Oh YOU are MARVELOUS!!!! This is GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAT!!!! <<----commandeering all the gardeners around to plant roses for this special woman and her so honest they hurt words!!! (((PKD)))) |
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woonderful! though I think internet also gives the rare one the chance to be brave and expose the inner-self too they just happen to be far and between. A secret shhhhssshhhh though don't tell ... I met someone online 9 yrs ago feel in love before ever knowing what she looked like and vice versa drove the 2800+ miles across country and bought her back to california 6 months later then married her 6 months after that Good for you PM I've married after 6 months but not on the internet. Did you know there would be chemistry before meeting...and if you did, how? |
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The further I got in your words the more I stood and Yell'd whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,, Life is incredible and I wish for you blessed days and nights filled with the ever flowing of love from the one who see's you, the real you It will happen mom, as I repeat, I know it will, I know it will, I know it will. Thanks for the reinforcement. |
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very nice write pkd... thanks kc |
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woonderful! though I think internet also gives the rare one the chance to be brave and expose the inner-self too they just happen to be far and between. A secret shhhhssshhhh though don't tell ... I met someone online 9 yrs ago feel in love before ever knowing what she looked like and vice versa drove the 2800+ miles across country and bought her back to california 6 months later then married her 6 months after that Good for you PM I've married after 6 months but not on the internet. Did you know there would be chemistry before meeting...and if you did, how? I was a greyhound driver,went back after 6 weeks talking for 10 days, came back to cali and 6 weeks later took a 3 month assignment in NY, after finished(stayed with her for the 3 months) she came back with me. I just knew *shrugs* and when visited first time it was confirmed. |
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Internet Dating Why is it the internet Offers courage for men to say What they would never say On their own??? Seemingly successful men Reduced to childish requests You show me yours I'll show you mine Do you like this, like that Have you ever, would you Try me on for size Are they real, can I feel Shave this, trim that Talk dirty, can I kiss And don't even get me started On messenger and sharing Photos or a webcam And with my eyes wide In total surprise I see how desperate You are to show me What you have to offer And not interested, I click off Before you intend to get off Picture this, you finally meet And this is what you hear You're so beautiful You're so amazing I want you, for an hour For a night, next day You're out of sight The words they flow Like beer on a Friday night Next day, no thoughts Come my way, SURPRISE Because you're too busy Being a myspace whor* Buying pets, kissing lips, Rating hotties, collecting women Like baseball cards Beautiful face, gorgeous, sexy Amazing, you're so hot, hot hot Comment after comment you write Never truly knowing women Your desire for a body Leaves you searching So on you go, requesting More beautiful women To be your friend to Fill the empty you, but It doesn't work and Your team doesn't cheer And you can't win because The only one wanting in the game Sits on the sideline, while you Hedge your bets on hotties With stats like 36-24-36 But seasons change And your team of hotties Loses interest fast because Like you, they look too And someone better Always comes along You wonder after eight seasons Why you just can't win And I want to say- How could you? You didn't do the work needed To develop the potential Of the player with the most promise And after hundreds of trades You realize you were never really In the game after all. your heart will guide you. hear its truth. |
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Internet Dating Why is it the internet Offers courage for men to say What they would never say On their own??? Seemingly successful men Reduced to childish requests You show me yours I'll show you mine Do you like this, like that Have you ever, would you Try me on for size Are they real, can I feel Shave this, trim that Talk dirty, can I kiss And don't even get me started On messenger and sharing Photos or a webcam And with my eyes wide In total surprise I see how desperate You are to show me What you have to offer And not interested, I click off Before you intend to get off Picture this, you finally meet And this is what you hear You're so beautiful You're so amazing I want you, for an hour For a night, next day You're out of sight The words they flow Like beer on a Friday night Next day, no thoughts Come my way, SURPRISE Because you're too busy Being a myspace whor* Buying pets, kissing lips, Rating hotties, collecting women Like baseball cards Beautiful face, gorgeous, sexy Amazing, you're so hot, hot hot Comment after comment you write Never truly knowing women Your desire for a body Leaves you searching So on you go, requesting More beautiful women To be your friend to Fill the empty you, but It doesn't work and Your team doesn't cheer And you can't win because The only one wanting in the game Sits on the sideline, while you Hedge your bets on hotties With stats like 36-24-36 But seasons change And your team of hotties Loses interest fast because Like you, they look too And someone better Always comes along You wonder after eight seasons Why you just can't win And I want to say- How could you? You didn't do the work needed To develop the potential Of the player with the most promise And after hundreds of trades You realize you were never really In the game after all. <<----singing Go sistah Soul sistah, bettah get that dough sistah! Oh YOU are MARVELOUS!!!! This is GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAT!!!! <<----commandeering all the gardeners around to plant roses for this special woman and her so honest they hurt words!!! (((PKD)))) Thanks for cheering me on in my bluntness, only you Ms. Wiz. I didn't get any ideas from you, did I? |
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