My City
She never sleeps and always watches over me,
She provides for me when ever I want to be free.
I fight battles with her and she always got my back,
She played my kind of music and never skips a track.
When her lights light up I look at her like a queen,
Her buildings and skyscrapers are so big I think they were grown by a magic bean.
She loves me how I never been loved before,
She miss me so much that she tells me she can't take it no more.
But don't underestimate my city,
She is not always nice and so tiddy.
She can devoure you and spit you back out,
She can make your life a living hell and you won't even find out.
You can try to fight her but you will not win,
No matter what you so she will still commit the same old sin.
You can can love her and you can fight her,
But I am the only one she will ever wat to be with.
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