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Monday, 11 March 2013
blades
By the blade that slay the beast,
So too was I slain
Its purpose was to kill
Its edge cut, not to maim.
The sword that split man from soul.
Stinking of blood for the ages.
A tool that spread carnage
Leaving in it wake damage
My most faithful servant
With whom i made ghouls quiver.
In death it was a savant
Its stains made souls shiver.
Souls wailed when it was swung,
Demons fled before it was flung.
Bitter were those it had stung
Now in me it sunk its fangs
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