Wind of Rain

Steel is pressed against my skin

Tears of ice cold anger shower me

A scream of wrath rips through the night

 

Steel slices smoothly through skin

Tears of crimson and white meld

A howl of pain cuts through the night

 

Steel abates from its merciful carving

Tears of victory are held by fire

A growl of triumph rings through the night

A the wind whips through the rain

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