Lie Sword
Spisovateľ/ka: Wolfgar | Vložené dňa: 10. októbra 2013
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of your kindness
dwells till time
is right for the first
and last deed.
Iron of the weak
cuts painfully,
yet no scars are left
on your ragged skin,
no blood, but a tear leak.
Never knew, never wanted
to get used to that steel
of word-mists, but will
is often dull, shattering
before this world of real.
