My name is gossip,I roam from soul to soul,
I have a purpose, I have a goal.
My name is gossip,I come from the depths of hell,
tempting and taunting like a fully filled well.
Leading the weak on the road of destruction,
no turning back they follow my instruction.
My name is gossip I can plaque so many,
capturing one and spreading it plenty.
I hide in dark corners of the brain,
they need to gossip or they'll go insane.
I plant myself in unhappy souls,
it doesn't take much to reach my goals.
I sit and watch the damage I do,
and these fools don't even have a clue.
I laugh with a vengeance,and give mercy to none,
I run wild in many until my work is done.
My name is gossip and I am coming after you,
do you have the strength to fight me,
or will I conquer you too?
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