Mind Mine EdgeA Poem by Ninja EmpyreanMotivation
I am not a man - but a blade,
Singing through and for the air between, This blade and its destiny. A sharp extremity of this world, Exactness shearing away rotten ideals, Dawn revealed by spectral patterns of, Honest blood and toil for truth. Movement separates space then flesh, To shape a man for circumstance, To live and die just implement, Is to cut so foolishly. Mind mine honed - brushed, Galvanized, My lethal edge I walk to prove and paint. Tempered in man myself I rest assuredly, Knives and dagger-ed action too. Woe be gloom and adversary, I call for fluidity and progression, Answer seraphic voice with brand, Let enemies fall judged and halved. So I am not a man - but a blade, Singing through and for the air between, This man and his destiny. © 2013 Ninja EmpyreanReviews
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1 Review Added on July 14, 2013 Last Updated on July 14, 2013 AuthorNinja EmpyreanSaint Louis, MOAboutI am 36 year old sanguine aries. I like poetry and short stories, photography, billiards, sobriety, running barefoot & carefree. I have a B.A. in History & Psychology. Some of my favortie authors are .. more..Writing
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