274 November 4, 2021October 22, 2021 ~ Edge of Humanity Magazine I was hurt To gain advantage You came running to give me a bandage. I turned around You sneaked inside without making a sound. Filling your pockets With valuables found Our eyes met and at that time I was unaware of the crime. Share this: Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Like Loading... Related
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Suspenseful.
Nicely put together, I enjoyed that!
Ouch! Definitely hurtful, when people who you thought are helping, are actually draining you.