Who Is She
After a regular gap
She comes in my nap
To sell dreams
In my sweet dreams.
Her smile makes nervous
Sufficient to remain blank
Me as slave have no more options
To buy fake dreams in real dreams.
What she says
What she does
Doesn't matter
Does slave like me have more choice.
Dodged, dodging
Not only me but all
But her charm
Force me to go hell.
Do you know,
Who is she?
Election
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