Gore is easily towelled from a dagger’s edge,

But it is not so easily showered from your hands.

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Darkness consumes all shadows,

Slipping into thy glove lost in gloom.

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She was callow but full of life,

I extinguished all with a serrated knife.

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I have no remorse I venerate my work,

An impulse that might be polluted.

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Mind plodding a coward no more,

Vengeance total for crimes when I was four.

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Dagger an extension of the arm,

A swelling that goads flesh.

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Bane saunters at night,

Remember…Be wary.

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Faces may change with age,

But eyes of death remain the same.