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Hashtag Kalakar

Con Man

Hashtag Kalakar
Nov 26
1 min read

By Ashira Niranjan M

Trust is a con man’s game,

the one I know is full of fame.

Cause I helped him make millions,

from my naïve resilience.

Such a fickle thing trust is,

the key to this con man’s biz.

I’m his favourite victim- I heard,

I’d like to say that this was absurd.

But the fading fragments of my trust,

couldn’t even be saved using stardust.

This makes me wonder

if all these connections were just a blunder.

“Is it really my fault?

that I believed all these faux exalt”

I asked the con man,

but he just laughed at me like a mad man.

Eyes filled with disdain t my foolishness,

glad for my cluelessness.

For I helped him make millions,

from my naïve resilience.

Trust is a con man’s game,

the one I know is full of fame.

By Ashira Niranjan M

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