Gossip
Place me beneath the wool
Walk upon me like a fool
The talk is cheep
When you peeps
Start to speak..
Open your thoughts and
Listen before you blame
Pointing fingers as if you
Have no shame
Standing beneath the surface
Of the cold gray rains
Turn to your brother's
Turn to your mothers
Now ask are you insane
For your judgment upon others
Is rubbish through your head
Look at your reflection
Instead..
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