I weighed it.
From hilt to blade
I felt it.
The sword I swayed,
Delayed it,
Hesitated
And there,
Swung it away.
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About:
Words.
YOU ARE READING
War Underneath
PoetryWords and thoughts about things that are fought within the heart, soul, and mind. The flesh is weak, but the spirit is willing; And the dog you choose to feed will win. ~~~~~ Author Note: I will warn you that words can wield just like a sword and t...
