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"Vermilion Blade"

Poetry By: CanadianIdiot

Part of POEM-A-DAY!

Submitted:Feb 26, 2009    Reads: 131    Comments: 11    Likes: 8   

Standing on the charred corpses,

While holding his sword at his side,

The crimson-coated liquid,

Stains the steel with marks of despair.

WIth a cold, frozen sigh,

The warrior holds his sword to the air,

Letting out a battle cry of victory,

Or adepressing call for help.

The vermilion blade in his hands,

Stained with the blood of his enemies,

Shines bright in the sky with might,

Or stays up with an ominous shine.


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