Poetry

Nonsense

She’s not really sure if anything matters

But she keeps trudging through the digital muck

It’s all about being one up on the others

For most of them it’s a matter of luck

If you scream into your Twitter

Does it really make a sound

You can’t open closed minds

You’ll only go round and round

In name-calling, death threatening

Idiotic

Time wasting

Noisy

Ugly

Nonsense

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