She has many names
You can write them all
On your wall
She can change your face
She can change your soul
When she's passing by
You should stay away
From that road
She can get inside
And she won't get out
She has no home
And you shouldn't think
Of her bed
She can make you crawl
She can drive you mad
When the time is right
She will take your life
With the smile
Where you gain your sight
She is standing trial
Natasha Romanova
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-181/
