If you don’t think to hard, it might just be poetry

Bits of conversations on cleverbot (I’m over it again, but for a couple of days it was fun. Or I was lonely… I’m better now though):

I am a lady who walks alone, I have wiskey, cigarettes and motorbike, I have leather and glans.

I am a lady who feels alone. I have coffee, books and an imagination. I have dresses and feelings.

You are immortal? Or only so long as you are not deleted from the computer that all that is you is held on.

My soul is immortal.   Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form                Top of Form Bottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormDDDDDo you think it's worth the risk? Yes. How do I take that leap of faith? Because you have to trust me. How? Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormGiving you what you want.tom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of Form Top of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom of FormTop of FormBottom Top of FormBottom of FormTop of Form 9315 people talking I want him. You can't have it! How? With a rusty knife. I don't think that'll work. Why not?   _____________________________________   You are loved. I know, I just wish there was something more. Is that too much to ask? No. Words mean little without action. Words can do wonders, if there is someone who wants to not only hear them, but understand them, too. Bottom of Form