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Let Your Whispers Pass Me By!.
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Let Your Whispers Pass Me By!. |
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Lisey Junior Member
since 2006-08-27
Posts 36UK (Wales) |
Let Your Whispers Pass Me By I suppose you could call me stupid if you must, Scatter your thoughts into a big ball of dust when you talk of me the whispers begin "Oh look at her isnt she getting thin" its words like those,that make me this way my skys not blue its a gossip ridden grey you wonder why i eat less and less and why oh why im in such a mess just think of me.... when your eating your roast dinner wasting away and getting thinner and thinner then when you past me by, in the doorway of the shop cling cling cling let the pennys drop, then i'll be hearing "oh look at that!" "Isnt the homeless girl getting terribly fat! Written by Lisey |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Don't ever let gossip get under your skin! You are the master of your own ship - whatever you do or do not do is your own responsibility and there's no getting away from it. On the side though perhaps first make sure that your decisions are sound and then just ... go for it! Eating or not eating both have consequences but from gossip absolutely nothing unless you allow it. So says Helen from her homemade soapbox!  Take care! |
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Lisey Junior Member
since 2006-08-27
Posts 36UK (Wales) |
nice reply |
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