pysop conspiracy 

With all the complications 
Of preemptive interventions
For the life of me 
I couldn't see 
What was coming next 
Even with the power of predictive 
Predictive text
The messages I received 
Cloud my mind 
Designed to deceive

All the fault 
Was my own 
Dark web app 
On my phone 
A psyop conspiracy 
A simple meme
Nothing ever seems
To get any better

They dot the T's
And cross the I's
Down to the last letter
And write anthologies 
Loaded empty apologies 
To sing to you in songs
About your rights 
How you’ve been 
So very wronged
Though the truth 
Of it all
A hill on where you can fight or fall 
Now seek the truth of it all
It’s just another trap 
For you to fall

On your own terms

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