they came in peace at first
just a friendly band of neighbors
we all worked together
until the well ran dry
they lie
they kill
they drink
we saw their true colors
we heard false promises
we should have known better
never trust a new friend
they took us one by one
to that dried up, emty well
what a bittersweet irony
we filled it up again
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