She runs from the shadows following after every corner

She wakes every morning with a start

When she’s alone she gets a little shiver

And she always knows when’s she’s being watched.

You walk down the alley way,

Your eyes playing sly.

You’ve got your hand on some pepper spray

And more shady surprises.

You’re on your way to meet a friend

Who says she’s got some news.

Could this shiny new boy with shiny toys

Wind up being a massive tool?

She’s known for her detective skills,

I’ve seen her hack into things online.

She knows how to encode well,

So why’d she insist we meet outside?

I take the big beige envelope

Hid exactly where she said

But the only thing I found inside

Were letters big and red

D O N ‘ T G O

W H E R E Y O U R ‘ E N O T WANTED

Some secrets have a price to keep

Some things better left unsaid

But a secret worth protecting

Is one worth fighting for

Because someone’s left to benefit

If it

stays

dead.

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