A short poem; maybe a little too emo.
kiss the blade and make it holy
bless the knife that blots out the sun
caress the blade as it descends slowly
cutting away all the things I have done
cleansing away the sins I’ve committed
clearing a path for new blood to run
bless the dark as it descends slowly
night is a kiss that blots out the sunkiss the blade and make it holy
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