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Duality

November 28, 2012
By Anonymous

I am the sword
graceful and swift like a scimitar piercing the fabric of my very existence,
my heart, torn,

my eyes two pools of confusion and mystery;
Unsure the fate of their kin: these legs of despair,
These Arms of destiny

Unseen To the naked eye,
Unleashed only
By the Rhythmic cuts,
Lethal and deep.
I am awake, yet asleep.

A barrier of bones,
encloses my heart,
graceful and swift,
a stone molding
to the waters of an ancient stream



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