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About This Poem
Wasn't ME
I'm not the person you think me to be.
I do vial and disgusting things.
Where nobody else can see.
As the public sees me, I'm good.
I'm not the person you think me to be.
For you see, I'm the great manipulator.
That you never dream is me.
I'm sweet as candy around you.
But in reality I do things you just can't see.
Though I'm a pillar of the community.
Because that's all I allow you to see.
Goodness and light is all you think of me.
Until that is, until, you catch me.
And still, I will say, It wasn't me.
11/ 28/ 2010 I was watching American Greed Scams and listening to a helicopter circling as they were looking for someone .
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