My body once of scales and leather skin,
The kiss of heart and blade's edge leave no mark.
But with that body of power
I have no heart, no feeling.
Now my body is of fur and soft skin
The kiss of heart and the blades edge leave marks and scars.
But with this body of love and car
I feel love and care.
This body found me the love of my life
and Gave me a child of love.
Now my blade of war and death is dull and sitting without use.
But I now know happiness and love.
And that means more to me then any meadel of battle.
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