Gossip

It starts as a breath, a small hollow sound,

A secret they promised would never be found.

But words have no wings, yet how fast they can fly

A poisonous vaper that darkens the sky

It moves through the hallways, it slips through the door

Adding a maybe and then adding more

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A story they’ve twisted, a truth they have sold

For the price of a listen and have you been told

They feed on the shadow, they feast on the stain

Ignoring the person, ignoring the pain

But gossip is hollow, a cowardly game

That burns through the forest to blacken a name

So let them all whisper, let the mill give a turn

My truth is the one thing that never will burn