Question

Give me a poem about digital fraud .
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Answer 1

Why they scammin?
i’m out here trappin
don’t scam money from single mommas
sell drugs to barak obama

Answer 2

These poems I write, they’re my escape,

though from what I do not know.

My troubles seem to evaporate

the moment I let them show.

I write about love, which is ironic

because I’ve never had a lover.

I used to think maybe I was sick;

for I’ve never longed for one either.

I write about death when I’m feeling down

so I can cry to something new,

but thinking to when I lost real tears,

maybe they weren’t mine to lose.

Even now as I write this down

- my headphones on but paused -

I wonder where my motives are bound,

for I always feel like a fraud.

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