Brett Fernandez

Rookie (12/03/1983)

Desperate Knives

Desperate knives
Another at times: shocking cry’s why?
Water drips from the eyes: don’t understand why?
We love and get denied.
Edging ways despairing chill down the spine: never understand why?
You come to us as hopeless, a critical but dull - blade! ! ! !
Heart bleeding hopeless, resolute with a knife corroded full with rust on the blades.
You must polish those ways: Sharpness felling’s edging days.
Heroic far from it: you get nowhere these days

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