F.Textland

So we meet yet again,
in textland,
to discues our day,our love,our pain.
So the messagess go to and throw,hitting there destnaison,
with hauntting luminous green glow.
In textland,
we are as safe as we can be,
the sad thing is,
i cant touch you,
you cant touch me.
Only our messagess hit right into our hearts,
some hurt ,makes us cry,some really make us laugh.
In textland,
there never any real tears,
but we read between typed lines,
of hope our dreams our fears.
In textland,
we can rip our worlds apart,
we follow eachother blindly up the textland path.
In textland,
we type away our woes,
then plant the seeds of love that we want to grow.
......In textland