• The blade: A short poem.

    He danced as the tool sliced him, she cried, the blade had been an addiction for him, she mourned all the years he had spent knowing the blade was his addiction, the pain it caused made him human showing him the faults of the human mind, soul and body, The pain the blade caused her, showed her all of the same faults and pushed them together, The tool designed to break apart and cut away to slice the pangs away had pushed them together, Sewn them as one forever, the tool to take away to make discord had done and brought them together in perfect harmony. Copy write Graverobbermitchiesky 8/21/10