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Like a fire it spreads,

As a snowball it grows,

Sharp as a knife,

Painful as an open wound.



You're left in tears,

the culpret unknown.

you're out of trust

and hope is gone.



It hruts so much,

they talk about you.

Friends are gone,

enemies have grown.



Who could do this

without a weapon?

Words were spread,

a lie was born.



Now you have nothing,

there's no way to prove.

The damage is done,

even though you know truth.



No one believes

how much words do,

until it happens to them,

a rumor untrue.