gang leader born 3-13-1967

The humor of it all 
I shan't fall 
my stalker catrina bell 
my identity 
thief born 3-13-1967 
you can't be me 
I'm born in 1963 
terror rage from page 
to page live your own life 
live your own age 
brutal attacks 
upon my space 
love yourself 
love your own face 
fredlocks made his choice 
it sure wasn't you 
so if you would please 
just leave 
stop your stalking threats 
and simple shew
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