Man in the shadows

I lived in the mist
I’ll die in the dark
Spare the glistening sword
A head severed

No blood marks
No footprints
No signs of pain
No flashes of petty revenge

A lone life am I
Out on a stormy night
waiting a long wait
waiting to be given a fright

At length he comes
the rain stronger still
I hear him unleash
a writ written wrath

Spare the glistening sword
a head severed tonight
I beg the man in my shadows
to spare me this life’s last night

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