I thought, I knew
Us, You, Me
All I know are the Blades
The parts of me, the hunger within
All I thought, I knew
Naught, Some, Everything
Holding nothing but the hilts
In my scarred hands
In an inferno, awakening
This chapter is old, but I am new
hello
I have enjoyed your poem, it is introspectively good, have a great day filled with inspiration
Greetings
Thank you, was a tricky write but I am glad you enjoyed. I wish you a great day filled with inspiration as well. Life is so full of character and poetry.
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I am an artist of words as well as paints.