ILOVEYOU from Brain by Darksoft

Fake love confession…
Fake love connection…

Every fuckin day is the same.
Can’t look up from the screen.
Crushes breakin over the phone.
Guess that I’ll be alone.

Til I see your message titled “love confession” …
Feeling’ tempted by a lie; it’s a misdirection.

Fake love confession…

So bored, don’t know what to do.
Guess I’ll click on your heart
What I read was nothing new,
But it left me distraught.

You were nothing more than spam.
My little love connection.

Engineered to phish my soul.
Been spoofed again.
By a false confession.

Gotta get outside to see the trees
and green and birds and all the waterfalls…
Maybe when I leave I’ll heave a sigh of
sweet relief because I left all…

The mixed intentions. And misdirection.

Hold the phone I’m out the door I seek relief
In weaving through the forest floor…
Maybe when I’m old I’ll reach a state of
pure composure ‘cause I broke the mold.

Out of mud a lotus rooted symbol what they show us
through electric rain…
Digit cloud upon us cataloging every action you reply to…

Will the next robo-romance pass the Turing Test?
I cannot be sure if I have a good detection…
For false confessions.

Fake attachments.
Deep, deep learning.

Every fuckin day is the same.

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