Death Trap (Shakespearean Sonnet)

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These eyes are blinded by this thing

I can't do it anymore and torture myself with this monster

What else can I bring

They said it was a mobster

The red, yellow, green colors haunt me at night

The screen at stare at all day

Then it might just bite

Then I just bray

I wish we could all go back and not have this

They way it used to be in the olden days

It was a hit or miss

We are just all in a daze

Yet we all sit and wonder

When will the it do down under

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