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Once there was a terrorist who wanted my identity

And tried all she could to bury me

Sex traffickers, Stalkers, professional harassment and gaslighting

But try as she might I a was a tad frustrating

Every weapon and tactic tried out on me

There was no way to persuade her to let me be.

Finances being as they are

Eventually she stopped unwilling to spend more.

But an armchair vigilante was after secrets to know

And after I nearly died she dealt one powerful blow.

Accused of terrorism she crafted a rumor

Lies and gaslighting to hide her torture

Oh what strange things we already believed.

But she found fibs likely to kill and make everyone relived

Over an innocent target pushed several times over.

To the brink of suicide with betting pools as cover.

You can not claw a reputation into pieces.

Build a narrative that even involved feces

Grim and raw, horrific and the making of paranoia.

It was barely noticed by some as I already had agoraphobia.

I have never assaulted or groomed a child

But word spread with a grapevine gone wild.

Lies and gossip, hurtful abuse and sniping.

I alluded my neighbor even had trouble wiping.

And nastiness spread with her – the bully considered a victim

And we were back rumor I hurt children

Further through the neighborhood and online.

But it was thought I constantly whine

One who molests does not make such a digital racket

I am no pedo but hope to kick the bucket

Rather live another day with that accusation

Because what I knew was not fit for conversation.

Too bad she used the arsenal on me

Everything revealed because she couldn’t let me be.