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by Razel Davies

By day I am,
The silent whisper.
By night I fall,
Into shadow’s grace.
That flattered grip,
Death holds us in.
Released by my hand,
Sword shining power.

Under cold blade.
Still I walk,
Across water and plain.
9 Breaths,
through 9 cuts,
From 9 Schools.
With black eyes,
Pierce their minds.

That lawless warrior,
That’s what I am.
Stealer of hearts,
Thief of souls.
Protector without protection,
Key-holder of the night.


Posted on 11/03/2007
Copyright © 2021 Razel Davies

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