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Fallen Knight
Fealty in service of love For what I had came from above Shadows fled wherever I stepped They smiled back at me, knowing the end A kingdom pure; innocent in peace Its fires bright, my sword always sheathed But I was scared of losing her heart The wars I’d seen could tear it apart Shadows spoke of crumbling walls The city’s strength was starting to fall The rising moon whispered of fate A darkness within began to awake A kingdom I could never let die Such beauty, I thought, could never be mine I dreamt of loss, and had nightmares of doubt When I awoke, the monster was out My precious home, besieged and at war I heard the screams of thousands or more I rose at once, unsheathing my rage Toward the heart I slaughtered and maimed This kingdom I swore to protect My queen was lost, and a monster was left I thrust my sword through to its heart The pain I dealt was only the start The sun arose, burning my eyes I dropped the sword, and began to realise My love is lost, and the shadows were me This monster killed his beautiful queen
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