swords
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Long and narrow
Razor sharp
Dark and brooding
Elegant
Light and ductile
Mesmerizing
Loving, warring
Blood ‘twas spilling
Love forbidden
Emotions revealing
The wind refuses to blow when he breathes and he doesn't make a sound when he moves.
Sweat pours down bodies in streams,
Blood is caked between the toes of feet,
Of the men chosen for honor redeemed.
Swords doused in red ink,
Shields reflecting the suns gleam,
Cry out your call,
