victims
the injured are everywhere blaming their wounds on anyone they see the true pain in their eyes touches my heart I get out from my cover -let me help! their accusing eyes land on me -aren't you the one who did this to me? I slowly get closer -just let me try to stop the bleeding I move to wrap their cuts they pull away -you're only making it worse! my hands are now red -you hurt us! -i was only trying to help -we knew we couldn't trust you they give chase and I run back into the darkness
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