Words of Discontent - by T. Crosby (50 words)
You slay innocence.
Create enemies from friendships.
Cause unforgiving pain.
And in a world overflowing with darkness and turmoil, you bring more.
You shed no light.
Bring no warmth.
And leave no survivor unscarred.
You are blasphemy to the language we call English.
You are GOSSIP.