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Jul 2011
I hack for her eyes.
I chop for her soul.
I rip for her radiant beauty.
Hack, slash, dig; it's my duty.
All is for her

As I raise my weapon high,
I think of nothing, but her.
Slaying in her name is a cinch
Yet for myself, it's a pinch.
All is for her

Monsters, they scare her so.
I tremble in fear,
but she gets me through.
To her, I am always true.
**All is for her
Blaise Tyler Beach
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Blaise Tyler Beach  M/Parma, Ohio
(M/Parma, Ohio)   
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