[The Assassin, Rollick][Part 9]

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Light danced

On her solemn face

She smiled when they smiled

Frowned when they complained

Scoffed when they needed chastising

Mona knew people too

But she could never take

Anyone’s life was worth something

Her blade of death

Were words, sharpened with morality

If her words changed nothing

It was not long before my blade did

Her eyes rose onto me

She smiled, eyes closed

She would not

If she knew me

If she knew my blade

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