SpentA Poem by Sarah FlaniganHe was a giver. He always gave all he could to whomever needed it most. Time, talents, money, a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear, friendship. He held nothing back. He gave and gave and gave until he had nothing left And then, he gave more. He never seemed to get anything in return. He never minded. He knew the people appreciated his efforts That knowledge was enough for him. He was happy. But one day, he realized that he had simply given too much. He had nothing left for anyone. He was letting down the people he loved so dearly. He was no longer helping them, He was hurting them. That was the last thing he ever wanted to do. He had made a huge mistake. People had begun to turn against him. Soon, he hadn't a friend left in the world. And he couldn't fix it, no matter what he tried.ty
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1 Review Added on February 9, 2015 Last Updated on February 9, 2015 AuthorSarah FlaniganTNAboutI'm an introverted bookworm. I tend to spend my days drinking far too much coffee and playing my ukulele too loudly. Life is strange and surreal, but also beautiful somehow. more..Writing
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