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Uncertainty breeds anxiety,
Shows no firm grasp on reality,
Therefore, not so surprisingly,
Rumors will fly freely.
Wondering what could be the reason,
Why so eager to sever the cohesion,
Feeding them with wrong information,
Those people who probably don't care a ton.
Relied on the ambiguity of the situation,
Thread details out of exasperation,
Approached feeble-minded faction,
Fed them dramas—oh! the smell of desperation.
Denigrate one's capability,
To hide the mountainous amount of jealousy,
If you can just stop your hypocrisy,
Maybe you can atleast save your dignity.
So dear, let your feelings be known,
Rather than casting people with stone,
Don't act like a righteous coward on a throne,
Help yourself get freed by the poison you own.
“Dolls with no little girls around to mind them were sort of creepy under any conditions.”
― Stephen King
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