Sonnet

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Go kill yourself - oh, right, because that's just

So funny. What a thing to joke about,

Someone killing themselves.  I think you must

Be mad, to let this kind of thing just spout

From your mouth like a fountain of thoughtless

Knives and nooses, guns and pills, all aimed at

Us, who dirty the used-to-be spotless

Bathroom sinks and floor tiles with dark; gained at

The realization that you really don't

Care, don't bother to notice that crying

Girl, who knows that you don't, and knows you won't,

Until you finally see she's dying.

I wonder, will you realize what you've done?

Or do you still think you can call this fun?


Idiots.

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