Communists Lover [Feedback Request]

She was the communist’s
The communist’s lover
Nights of passionate trysts
And danger under the cover
God himself couldn’t tear her away
He hid beneath her floor
As dawn broke on the day
They came with guns, kicked open the door
She was the communist’s 
The communist’s lover
Even while pummeled by fists
With bruises that cover
She awoke left in the gutters at dawn
Her lover, the communist, the communist was gone

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