Best Claymore Poems

Again I bend to kiss this  blade
Then face the winds of Change in steadfast resolution
Whisperings of vows long made
Spin in dizzied revolution
Old and weary wrinkles fade
In face of coming restitution
Tis now my turn to face the night
and at long last to know what's right
Freedom's...

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And I have yet to see a man
With eyes the kind to see the sight
Of red that is in love.
Be it he may be deaf or dumb
He will see to me beyond the grave
And beseech my dreams at night.
He will undoubtedly be 
My Untimely Lasher
With...

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