To Wield A Knife

They say
it takes skill
to wield a knife


you have to hold it right
at the right angle
in the right way
at the right time


But you,
I doubted that you had practice
You had,
the clumsiest hands I would ever know.


But when the time came,
-like and expert-
you wedged that knife
into my very soul

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I followed your comment to your page. It only seemed right that I read your stuff in return of you taking the time for my work.

It's good stuff, I can really hear your words through your writing. It's got tones of regret, and sadness, I really like it.


Thank You!!!

I'm really glad you like it :)


Awesome word picture/comparison

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