Of all the things you could've said
I never imagined that
Never considered the way it would cut me to the core
Split clean through; not a single drop upon withdrawal
A beautiful weapon, we both agreed
Thoughtfully crafted and designed without malign intent
But powerful beyond reason
Especially if the bearer is improperly trained
All I can do is stare in awe
As your emotion shifts
Slipping from an ecstatic fury
Into that of a lost pup
I reach out for one last touch
A fleeting remembrance of all we had
All that is
And all that could've been
Flashing picture shows flood my vision
Until I can no longer see
But I knew this moment would come
So then why am I surprised?
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