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Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2016
when
I
argue
it
becomes
the
talk
when
I
talk
it
becomes
an
argument
BrittneyForever Mar 2016
♥웃
Sticks
        and  
            stones
           may
      hurt
  my
bones
     but  
          words  
          will
     ALWAYS
   break
me.
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
Marjorie picks up the phone,
She's quite sure that she's alone.
Punches in her "good friend's" number
She's excited! It's no wonder!
Something naughty to convey!
Can't wait to tell! Can't wait to say!
"Hello, Sally? Yeah, it's me!
I'm at the window... guess what I see!
You know that ***** across the way?
She's with another man today!
Hannah's hubby, right next door.
Can you believe that little *****?!!
I'm telling you 'coz I'm your friend
This wicked business has to end!
Wait a minute... there they GO!
They're leaving! I'll bet you know
Where they're headed. Oh, you bet.

A motel room is what they'll get.


Juicy fruit spills from the lips
Open mouth and out it slips
Sweet as strychnine to the tongue
Where the poison apple's hung.
If you've nothing nice to say
We're all ears! Come our way!
There's a tale to be told
Don't matter if yo young or old
It's a secret on the block...

... if it's scandalous, LET'S TALK!!!


Sally John finds her PC.
She has another "friend" you see...
"Hello, Jane? Just talked to Marge,
Got some news, and it is LARGE!
You know that harlot up the street?
You'll never guess her latest meat!
Hannah's hubby! Oh, her ****!
I can't believe this awful biz!
Marge told me, it can't be wrong,
They were KISSING... ON THE LAWN!!!
Then they drove off  in his car...
They weren't going very far
No-Tell Motel's where they're at...
Whatcha expected from an alleycat.
Hannah's gonna flip her lid!

I won't tell, so keep it hid...


-chorus-

The story spread around, of course.
Hannah's filing for divorce.
Then her hubby lost his job...

... as pastor of a CHURCH of GOD.


And the *****? Well. She died.
She committed suicide.

The real story was quite sad,
And I hope it makes you mad.
"Harlot's" son? He needed pills.
Guess no one knew that he was ill.
She wasn't goin' very far...

... and her pastor had a car.

Who's the culprit? Who's to blame?
Guess we all know her name.
Who's to count the tragic cost?
With one stroke two lives were lost!
Her little boy went 'round the bend.
An alcoholic in the end.

The tongue can be a thing of praise
Or ignite a mighty blaze!
So check your heart. Check your mouth.
Make sure that it's not headin' SOUTH.
Kindness is joy in age or youth....

... you reap what you sow and

THAT'S the TRUTH.



SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) July 5, 2010
Gossip, or character assassination, in the
Bible, is tantamount to ******.

---
In times of despair,
I couldn’t get out of my mind,
I couldn’t collect my thoughts,
I couldn’t keep track of time,
I couldn’t spare the memories and the good times.

So much happiness around me
Yet I solely focused on the scoop.
The stories of others being told.
Where they lies,
Or where they truths?
Where we focused on them,
Or where we making up stories
To satisfy our youth?
The youth that failed to show us
That what you say,
says nothing about them,
and everything about you.
melli7 Jan 2016
see here's the
thing: this
thing  happened one
day but I
don't know what
exactly
Annie McLaughlin Jan 2016
It's okay,
I laugh at me, too.
Knights Jan 2016
Spoken words
Have wings
Once they're set free
They're hard to catch
Reason being
We humans
Don't have
wings of our own
When you pour out your soul
To her gentle, comforting smile
And relax inside; relieved
To unload the heavy burden laid within
Yet an unsettling feeling
Twists your stomach; cramps?
You love how you feel so feather light

Later the laughter shrieks
And the gossip rises sky high
Over your ***** little secret
Plastered over the net
Spreading fast like wildfire;
Burning deep like lit gasoline
Uncovering your shame; naked
Until the vultures have unraveled
*Every last piece of you
Everyone has a motive and no one can be trusted
Macy Harnois Sep 2015
You accused me of jealousy
No, that's not me
It's just you and your insecurities
You were the first and the worst
But it seems that I have stolen your place
Wiped you out of her face
Your existence is gone forever in her heart
But who said you were even there from the start
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