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That Blood Stained Blade
By Crysa
Ah, cool steel.
My head seemed to clear
with the separating of my skin.
I could FEEL!
Sweet Release,
Streaming tears mixing with blood,
the tension severed.
What peace!
The scars fade.
I'll never forget the salvation
found within, that blood stained blade.
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Copyright 2005 Crysa
Published on Tuesday, September 20, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "That Blood Stained Blade"
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A former member wrote:
it makes me want to cut, like there is some reason for boredum...i do like it
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A former member wrote:
scars don't fade...thats why its called a scar...sorry
otherwise, good writing
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On Wednesday, September 28, 2005, Crysa
(33)
wrote:
I've plenty of scars that have faded. :)
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A former member wrote:
I know how that feels. Its a very good poem
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On Tuesday, September 20, 2005, island warrior
(210) wrote:
I could feel this pulling me in, excellent write.
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A former member wrote:
Alas Juilliette, if you had only woken a few seconds earlier it would have been your lovers lips that brought you to life. Salvation in steel, I find it too often in angst poetry, but never in swords, and never do they usually find life in it... nice.
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