Poem fight- Spider Of Blades

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Poem fight- Spider of blades

Poem fight- Spider Of Blades

Walking through the mirror to the other side,

Walking through the mirror to the other side, A blade of grass crumbling within my mind,

Walking through the mirror to the other side, A blade of grass crumbling within my mind, The grass of spiders,

Walking through the mirror to the other side, A blade of grass crumbling within my mind, The grass of spiders, They lay twenty feet wide.

Walking through the mirror to the other side, A blade of grass crumbling within my mind, The grass of spiders, They lay twenty feet wide. The blades they fall from, leaving dust and ashes, filled with pride.

They follow me through the mirror,

They follow me through the mirror, As grotesque, hairy and large, the light makes clearer,

They follow me through the mirror, As grotesque, hairy and large, the light makes clearer, Our sizes differing with inner horror.

They follow me through the mirror, As grotesque, hairy and large, the light makes clearer, Our sizes differing with inner horror. The spiders, they rise to fill the space left alone as they confide in me, all alone.

They tell me of stories, of blades left for glory,

They tell me of stories, of blades left for glory, The shiny blades waiting to be restored.

They tell me of stories, of blades left for glory, The shiny blades waiting to be restored. I am eager to hear their tales ever so,

They tell me of stories, of blades left for glory, The shiny blades waiting to be restored. I am eager to hear their tales ever so, As they are left to grow,

They tell me of stories, of blades left for glory, The shiny blades waiting to be restored. I am eager to hear their tales ever so, As they are left to grow, More and more stories they throw.

I sit atop a rock,

I sit atop a rock, They loom over me, sitting down without a shred of shock.

I sit atop a rock, They loom over me, sitting down without a shred of shock. Their words of whispers, of grunts and exhales, leaving me breathless for yet another tale.

I sit atop a rock, They loom over me, sitting down without a shred of shock. Their words of whispers, of grunts and exhales, leaving me breathless for yet another tale. They tell me, one day, my time will come and I will adventure with them, without the need to run.

My eyes shimmer and sparkle with light,

My eyes shimmer and sparkle with light, Leaving the thoughts dazzling quite bright.

My eyes shimmer and sparkle with light, Leaving the thoughts dazzling quite bright. My wonders ablaze with knowledge galore,

My eyes shimmer and sparkle with light, Leaving the thoughts dazzling quite bright. My wonders ablaze with knowledge galore, As I hope and hope that one day,

My eyes shimmer and sparkle with light, Leaving the thoughts dazzling quite bright. My wonders ablaze with knowledge galore, As I hope and hope that one day, I can walk out that door.

I explore and explore but yet, Never go beyond that door. They let me out when breaths hit the floor, Waiting for when I can take back the score, Unleashing a most prideful roar.

They are my family,

They are my family, The only things I know.

They are my family, The only things I know. Without them,

They are my family, The only things I know. Without them, I'd have nowhere to go.

They are my family, The only things I know. Without them, I'd have nowhere to go. I do not feel trapped or stuck here, no,

They are my family, The only things I know. Without them, I'd have nowhere to go. I do not feel trapped or stuck here, no, Because they give me a home worth staying for.

They promise adventures, the world amass of wonders yet explored,

They promise adventures, the world amass of wonders yet explored, Traveled or set foot on.

They promise adventures, the world amass of wonders yet explored, Traveled or set foot on. I know without a doubt,

They promise adventures, the world amass of wonders yet explored, Traveled or set foot on. I know without a doubt, When I get out,

They promise adventures, the world amass of wonders yet explored, Traveled or set foot on. I know without a doubt, When I get out, I will take them with me,

They promise adventures, the world amass of wonders yet explored, Traveled or set foot on. I know without a doubt, When I get out, I will take them with me, Because I can't do it without my blade.

My blade, they are,

My blade, they are, The reason for me to be here,

My blade, they are, The reason for me to be here, As I open door after door,

My blade, they are, The reason for me to be here, As I open door after door, Accomplishing much more.

My blade, they are, The reason for me to be here, As I open door after door, Accomplishing much more. The more I learn,

My blade, they are, The reason for me to be here, As I open door after door, Accomplishing much more. The more I learn, The more I get to see.

My blade, they are, The reason for me to be here, As I open door after door, Accomplishing much more. The more I learn, The more I get to see. Without them, I am never home or free.

Free, they promise,

Free, they promise, We will be free,

Free, they promise, We will be free, To make our choices,

Free, they promise, We will be free, To make our choices, Making up a chorus,

Free, they promise, We will be free, To make our choices, Making up a chorus, For when we can leave this place of magnificent horror,

Free, they promise, We will be free, To make our choices, Making up a chorus, For when we can leave this place of magnificent horror, Deeming me another face among them, a restorer.

The blade we seek,

The blade we seek, And the blade we hold,

The blade we seek, And the blade we hold, Bound together with nothing less than a soul.

The blade we seek, And the blade we hold, Bound together with nothing less than a soul. Our story weaves through minds of truth,

The blade we seek, And the blade we hold, Bound together with nothing less than a soul. Our story weaves through minds of truth, Never outnumbering us by youth.

We are here to stay in our world of mirrors and horrors,

We are here to stay in our world of mirrors and horrors, Full of many to reach upon a shore,

We are here to stay in our world of mirrors and horrors, Full of many to reach upon a shore, Turning the knob on the door,

We are here to stay in our world of mirrors and horrors, Full of many to reach upon a shore, Turning the knob on the door, As we step outside once more.

We are here to stay in our world of mirrors and horrors, Full of many to reach upon a shore, Turning the knob on the door, As we step outside once more. Our blade will stay together as one,

And when we cry, our work will truly never be done.

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