Killing time, with broken rhyme
Why does it skip the line
Aching bones, distant tones
We are as pain define
So it goes, with thrusts and blows
Words form the couplet
With each swing, this blade will sing
Not one damn regret
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Tales of a 21st Century Warrior Poet - A collection of musings, poetry, short fiction and martial technique. As well as an online diary of my experiences. Poetry made fresh almost daily.
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