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Re: Your work
What the hell, here's one I wrote a loooooong time ago:
Knight in Tarnished Armor
Love can be fleeting, and honor might be all that survives
Crazy to love, crazy to dream
Reality's days pass my doorway plain to see
How is it now, what might it mean?
Duped fool or knight errant, which one is me?
I believed in Joyous Gard, my castle soon to be
I believed in you my love, but Love a fickle fantasy
Bright green blaze set in bluest skies
Now darkening haze obscures my eyes
In the Halls of Joy, or Dens of Pain
Your struggles and doubts were regained anew
Yet my tarnished armor remained the same
Blackened, yes, by some device
What price to pay; I never knew
Love's banner limply hangs, wild winds tore it through
No lady's favor adorns my soul, o Soul!
Verite speaks true to you
Your words a dismal toll
Ringing hollowly through empty halls
Love no longer, fading verses fall in lieu
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