![]() The TalkersA Poem by CJ
The Talkers They speak in whispers, Behind your back, When they think you can’t hear. But what they don’t know, Is that you can. And it hurts with every word. They spread rumors, About hurtful things, And say them so well, That all believe them, And spread them even more. Rumors spread, Like wildfires. And soon enough, It comes to the person they are said about. In my case, I heard it from the source. That hurts even more, To know, That someone who is supposed to be your friend, Is the one, Talking behind your back.
Some people need to learn, That once they are said, They can’t take it back. Sorry doesn’t help, They can’t get back, All the feathers they threw into the wind. © 2008 CJReviews
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5 Reviews Added on April 14, 2008 Author![]() CJCAAboutStarted out a happy-go-lucky writer who just wanted to embrace all of life in writing. Turns out that it is more painful than I imagined. Tough times turn into honest writing. I never delete a piece f.. more..Writing
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