not a surprise
dancing under twilight
would be her demise
every turn, every step
she clung closer to him
she never saw his eyes starting to dim
she looked up now
found his eyes burned red
and as quick as a wink
she was laying there, dead.
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The Bag Lady 
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excellent ❤
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