A third revision for an assassin poem. If you don't like morbid poems that aren't about personal insecurity you should leave now.
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I drift in shadow,
silently watching,
Unseen in shadow,
Unnoticed in light,
I stand quietly silently,
Unknown and unseen,
Entranced and ponder,
Waiting ever patiently,
Vendetta in mind,
Stalk callow game,
Draw sullen blades,
Trysting my foe,
Draw closer a step,
Graceful I gore,
Hate less I lash,
Hallow it falls,
Mindless it dies,
Ceaseless decay,
Then stand in light,
Rejoicing triumph,
Until I am struck down,
In this abyss of hate,
An augur I seek,
To sway from this plight,
