Stupidity, Not Love

The stool stumbled to the floor, as he kicked it from under his feet,
The noose closing in around the throat, under the force of gravity,
His soul slowly seeping out, from the wriggling body,
And later came the calm, with dead meat hanging from the roof,
His loved ones drowned in grief for the rest of their lives,
And for whom he had gone, lived like nothing happened

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