DAGGER’S EDGE
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.