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Mister, mister,
Where's your sister,
Did she get get caught in that storm of words, that tongue twister?

Miss, Miss,
Where's your sis,
Did she get caught in that hiss, that hiss you call a dismiss?

Sir, Sir,
Have you seen her,
Did you hit her in that slur, that slur of liqueur.

Mother, mother,
Can you look away from brother,
Didn't you look at the other, the other rather than the golden son of a stepmother.

Brother,
Father,
Sister,
Mother,
Have you seen her,
The child you never did prefer,
Have you seen her,
Was the teen's memory a blur,
Have you seen her,
Was it minutes-Or was it hours-Or was it days after the suicide did occur,
That you saw---her.

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I feel bad for this.

Sad poems Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu