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Jan 2014
Dipped in a cold icy bath
Made to hold, made to last
Strengthen by fire
And worn by tire
A knife so sharp to cut the skin
Bind the Blade

Forged in the mountains
Cooled by fountains
Hardened by wear
And worn by tear
A blade to ****
Bind the Blade

Brought forth in sunshine
And marked with lines
Pillaging places
Extinguishing faces
A sword to teach
Bind the Blade

A death bringer a hilt bearer
Bring eternal silence nearer and nearer
One last word and one last breath
And cold and silent bringer of death
A blade with stories and untold glories
But mostly painful untold gories
Bind the blade
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
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