The Sisters sit and knit their victim's fate As six large eyes fixate on one small screen The next victim is subject of debate Should it be Tasteeeeey_Sam or Long_Live_Queen? Each profile is skimmed and scanned then scrolled A digital spiral chock full of lives So many strive to fit a perfect mold And so their social legacy survives. One of these many posters soon will feel As if their life is dangling by a thread But already they've an erroneous deal Active online but IRL they're dead. Then with one simple, practiced scissor snip I_Live4Hadez_!loveme! dies mid quip.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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