Sweet silver blade
oh, temptress thee
slide down my flesh
and bring release to me.
Your edges, whisper silent
in red elegance and lace
and clarity rests firmly
on their quintessential face.
In words I couldn't utter
my stories I couldn't tell
my skin in eloquent discourse
describes every detail.
Oh, Blade I have missed you
the welcome sweet release
if only for a moment
to feel a little peace.
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