Death By Gossip
I am here for the pain
yes I am entertained
a public hanging my choice
living amongst rules I use my voice
the tongue is sharp as a finished blade
my one reason to make you afraid
pleasure is mine to spread all within a crowd
To hang , draw and quarter your soul allowed
gathering a crowd is easy to find
for many like I are here that threw you aside .
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
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