Poem - Her
She grabs me by her look
A ghost that lives outside
Shadow of the dystopian
She knows
She knows how to strive
My bed still hears her
My house is still vague
So many faceless vessels
Cant take her off me for Gods sake
Thats good to know they say
To realise there are others
I dare pray to care
For the ghost in the city of despair
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