Rumor
You come across the town at night
When everybody is sleeping tight
Like a disease cursing in the wind
Your ugly face pours into our heads
Hissing, screeching, screaming at us
Crawling up legs and down peoples spines
Slithering down throats and into our stomachs
But on the way as you drop into our heads
You change here and there and add a little piece
Making your appearance even more dreadful then it already is
Making everyone who meets you see something different
You break up friends and tear apart relationships
You make people cry and you make them mad,
Sad, unhappy, you hurt peoples feelings
You slap them in their faces when there is no need
Yes, rumor, we would rather do without you!
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