“I know they're watching me. They always are. But that’s the game we play…”

Velvet black, midnight code,
Reflections in the glass explode.
Neon wires hum her name,
She’s a phantom in the system’s frame.
Eyes on fire, nerves like steel,
Dancing through a datastream surreal.

Silent alarms, she lets them sing,
Just a game of strings and pings.
No regrets, no second guess,
She was born to hack the mess.

She’s a ghost in the grid, a glitch in the flame,
Drifting through circuits, dodging the blame.
A pulse in the code, too fast to confine,
She rewrites the rules, line by line.
In the chase, she's always ahead,
Leaving only whispers where she tread.

Backdoors open like blooming chrome,
Every breach another poem.
AI hunters trace her trail,
But she’s the wind-they always fail.
She leaves no prints, just phantom sparks,
A lullaby sung in electric dark.

Echoes fade where she once passed,
In this war, she's built to last.
Firewall priestess, zero-day queen,
A legend in the machine.

She’s a ghost in the grid, a storm in the stream,
A shimmer in wires, a digital dream.
They chase but can’t touch, scream but can’t see,
The girl in the code who chose to be free.
Always a beat beyond the dread,
Leaving only ones and zeroes in her stead.

“They built the system to contain us.
I just found the seams…”

She’s a ghost in the grid, lit by neon and stars,
Drifting through firewalls, dodging the scars.
They’ll never catch her, never decode
The girl who vanished into the node.
In the dark, in the shimmer she stays-
Leaving only ones and zeroes in her blaze.

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