According to the minds of psychotic strangers
I have been wrongfully labeled a predator
Who are the brains behind these operations?
I would like to speak with the editors
Because these ignorant parasites
Keep inking invalid rumors
Infecting my flesh
Inducing cancerous tumors
Judging books by their covers
Trashing innocent lives
As upon the threshold of humiliation
They unmercifully thrive
Stopping at nothing to melt the ice
To reveal a truth that doesn't exist
Vivid imaginations make for quality fiction
I shall instruct you if you insist
Serving you the same dish
That you tarnished my image with
Painting a false visual before your eyes
Decomposing my integrity
Stealing what is rightfully mine
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