She Haunts Me

She haunts me
Cuz I know she wants me
But why and what for?
I'd rather ignore

I just can't escape her
I don't know who made her
Could it be God?
Why is she so odd?

She whispers in tongues
Through tightly pursed lips
Her arms with bent wrists
And hands that seem limp

She has jaundice eyes
Looks down from on high
Unhealthy and cold
Died young I've been told

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