Gossip

By: Renee

Whispering behind my back,

telling all those lies,

not able to tell me what I think,

is what I most despise,


Gossip going round and round,

spreading like the flu,

destroying what they think of me,

all because of you,


My thoughts remain the same though,

it causes me no pain,

and so with the lies you tell,

you end up with no gain.

GOSSIPPO
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