Faster than fire
Burn all in it's path
Destruction, desire
Can't escape the wrath

Hell hath no fury
Such as women scorned
Hate hotter than curry
Now you have been warned

Pray tell why you do it
I'm waiting to hear
Come on now get it to
Or are you filled with fear

Rumors nasty and vile lies
Tearing and torturing in everyone's eyes
They ravage and rampage the kindest of souls
And to them there are no significant roles

Written 3/4/10 for a friend who was extraordinarily pissed about rumors being spread


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