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She was a mistress to the darkness, A witness of its resolve This blonde hair, bl e e!e "atholo#ist, Was in the b siness to disembowel

The love of the dead, To "robe beneath its s rfa$e To find their demise, And to dis$over the " r"ose

%or ea$h bod! deserved an answer, As to wh! the! were l!in# here If no one were to dis$over wh!, Then forever the res lt wo ld be n$lear

%or this woman was their advo$ate, To brin# & sti$e to their so l And to be dedi$ated to the res lts, Her $om"lete and onl! role

b! Tim Tha!er