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My sword isn't long or thick.
It isn't decorated with large stones or polished jewels.
But that does not diminish the stabs it inflicts.
Using my given tool to break all the rules.
My sword is practically considered a dagger,
The shaft and tip are small.
No matter the size I am still an attacker,
My sword letting out a sensual assult.
My sword can't pierce through an entire body.
But approaches a thrust as art.
Tender in feel, yet too insecure to be cocky.
Needing only to stab so far so as to touch the heart.
My sword can win a war.
It is my weapon of choice.
My sword may not look like yours
But I am unlike other boys.
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