my bloody sword's
asleep and no
it hasn't been put
in its sheath I just
let the blood, just
oxidize
let this corrosion keep
because
if I should have
to draw
if I should
have to strike, the blade's
very significant length of edge is
polished sleek and cute
to keen
in any moment, date
or year of any month
or holiday, and rust
is one hell
of envenoming
or so I've read, and
so they say
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