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She keeps her face out of sight

Well hidden, beneath the hat

She has no wish, to be seen

No time for idle chat

Darting in and out of shadows

Dodging fluorescent lights

She’s a woman on a mission

Under cover of the night

Seeking out his lover

The one who’s tucked away

Knowing where to find them

She does, much to his dismay

Reaching for the pistol

Kept underneath her coat

She fires the shot, into his heart

For this poison, no antidote


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