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The Man in Black
A man with eyes so brown
Walked into town
A large dog in tow
Who he is no one knows
Wearing a suit of black
Carrying a gun against his back
A vest that will protect
Everyone is suspect
An absolute professional
Leaves guilt in the confessional
Never misses his mark
Both in the light and the dark
When he is near
You will know fear
Staring at you with a sneer
He holds nothing dear
He is not a spy
An assassin in disguise
Family and friends don’t exist
He can’t take the risk
In the shadows he must live
Gold coin received the killing begins
Once he has you as his target
He will not bargain
The killing is in his blood
Needs it like a drug
Not satisfied unit it is done
Gets a sense he has won
Copyright ©
Dianna Collier
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