Progression

Steel glints,
Glimmers;
A nasty contradiction.
So beautiful,
So torturous.
But what lies within?
Strong.
Firm.
Anything but giving.
Daggers.
Shackles.
Pain for the living.
The fabric of
Our timely demise
Pull a dagger in a gun fight;
When push comes to shove,
Aim for the eyes.
Clashing.
Smashing.
Flashing.
A duel's dire end;
Down on your knees,
Throat left exposed,
Watch love break instead of mend.





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