Poem 1- Liza

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Liza
Everywhere I turn she's there,
She's creeping from every corner,
All proper of my personal stalker,
I wish I could run just somewhere,

But I see her everyday,
So much she's a part of me,
So much I would miss her to a degree,
So much I would want her to stay,

I have battled to separate myself off her,
Pull her off from each strand of my hair,
To sit each on a different chair,
I have struggled just to find some glee ,

Liza, you hurt me so deeply,
Yet if you went I would miss you dearly.

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