Sharpened Steel

 
For I am
The Sultan's Scimitar
 
Blissfully sharp whispers
From a hold so firm
 
Sharpened by inflamed organs
Distant to deserve
 
Confidence weakened
Retracted with no resolve
 
Argumently wrong in my fathers eyes
Though always aspiring to be his apple
 
Adventures lost
Wisdom gained
 
Lost in the dream for living so close, but still utterly far
For I Am
The Sultan's Scimitar
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Scimitar of the Sultan :D