Rumours
Are the words spoken by the weak
No Love no Shame taken by the weak
Spoken the unbearable lies
Hidden beneath suffocated Truth
Rumours
Are the words spoken by the weak
Listened and shared taken by the weak
Non stop they talk 7 days a week
No Heart no Feelings nothing crosses their mind
Maybe they're too fragile, they're too weak.
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Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.
