She Knows

As sure as she stands 
Having stopped running 
And with a shortness of breath
Her wallowing ends here

A lesser woman 
Would be smiling by now
At the thug long gone
In the rear view mirror 

He’ll not admit 
She is as good as gold 
Like the flecks in her true green eyes
He tastes her pureness still 

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