Whisper. 'Oh dear, she didn't.'

Snigger. They laugh and twitch.

Pass it. 'I'll never tell.'

Gossip. You're not a bitch.


Paranoia. Deception. Pain.

Drop it. Plead with them.

Leave me. You feel so numb.

This ends. 'Get away from me.'

I'm coming. Scared of things to come.


Bang. Shot. Stab Kick.

Didn't I say I'd get the best of it?.


And now you know,

I was never going to just let this go.


The End

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