[Poem][A Fraud]

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A Fraud

I wonder what he’d think, if he knew what I was

A scam artist, a fraud, a pickpocket of his time.

I wonder what he’d think, if he knew my true motives

A friend, a companion, a motivator of selfishness.

I wonder what he’d think, if he knew I loved him

An admirer, a fan, a protector of his heart.

I wonder what he’d think, if he knew that I wanted him,

To love me.

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