If I don’t feel the double blade...

Then all I’ve done in life will fade.

I’ll see the greatest hole of all.

I’ll see I could have had it all.

“Love is tough, but, great reward!

The more it hurts,” one time I heard,

“The more it was and was with strength.

You have your one true love to thank.”

A final word unto this tale:

The Blade, it hurts, but so does hail.

And hail is water for the ground.

With blades alone can I sleep sound.

And thus, I learn to love.

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This is for all those who rejected me. But! This is also for those who have told me, time and again, not to give up. I was listening!