Author: fergyness PM
dirt mixes with bloodRated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Poetry - Words: 77 - Published: 03-04-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2328818
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We were crafted for one another,
Matching daggers held in sheaths of gold.
Until yours pierced my flesh with turmoil.
The crimson stain showed a significant change.
You, dagger, were meant for harm.
I was here to be an aid to men.
Therein lay the difference
Between your glimmering blade
And my earth-stained one.
We were crafted equally,
But with the flash of time and choice,
I became a knife all my own.