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I rested my sword
And went on my way
To follow a path
From which never to sway.

I rested my armour
The very next day
Drenched in it's sins
It rusted away.

I rested my hands
So they could not slay
Restless and dead
They forever lay.

I rested my soul
So it could not stay
Silenced my mouth
So it could not say.

Tell of no tales
Tales of the prey
Who were slaughtered, no mercy
In the heat of the fray.
well... yeah .. I like this poem for whatever reason.. and I figured while im at it now anyway...
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