Long and thin.

Sharp and pointy.

Green with leaves.

Red, white, and 

pink. Take the 

leaves, take the 

colors. I am 

nothing but a 

weapon now. You 

swing me to the 

left, you swing

me to the right. 

I am covered in 

that scarlet 

liquid, but…

I have a long thin stem

with a giant blade. It's

sharp and smooth, with a 

deadly touch. I'm wielded

in my master's hands,

twirling me with ease.

with a single swing

many fall, pools form

death and all. The 

scarlet liquid slowly

drops from my blade, as

I look around to see 

nothing…