SwordA Poem by LunaticaBetrayal of a man
All this time, the beauty i saw.
The shininess that gleamed. The courage, the fights, the dreams. Every night we made a stand. The way that I held you, The way you felt in my hand. The way I felt when you were near. You were what I needed, my protection, slayer of fears. The one who never let me walk the dark alone. The one who was my rock, my pillar my stone. The one who let me see me for me wen i saw my reflection in yours. But those were lies because you're a dagger, a knife, a blade and in the end, my reward, was to be killed by my own beloved sword. © 2013 LunaticaAuthor's Note
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