Pierced part 2: nameless.

Second half of my poem "Pierced."

Yeah you pierced me,

Right through and through,

Your blade sharp,

Your mind so true.

 

Look at me now,

The past forgotten,

Your blade so dull,

You dont have the same powers,

You can't pierce me now.

 

Yeah,

Those memories still burn,

They still kill me like before,

But as I keep walking into the future,

Your words are losing their special touch,

Your blade is so dull.

 

I can be pierced no more.

Author's Note

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