Ode to the Blade

To the things that make us strong:

The blade that cuts down my foes;

This side of me that nobody knows;

The rage, tempered in my grace;

The love in my heart that quickens my pace;

The pride in my soul that drives me on —

This blade that I carry will never be gone.

You are all of my struggle,

Most cherished hopes and deepest fears;

The things I fight, and fight for —

How I struggle through the years.

You are not all of my strength,

But you are how I choose to fight —

An extension of my self,

Expression of my deepest light.

I carry you to battle,

And with your help I may just win;

With this blade, I am unequaled,

So let the endless battle begin!

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