When Rumors Spread
Words are in the winds
As typhoons rumors spread
Loosely destructive dance for thee
From home to door, through hole of key
Words are in the winds
As knives in backs when rumors spread
And in the end
God weeps for all, the souls are suffering
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2011
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