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Cold and callous he approaches as the night falls. He’ll conquer this vast kingdom as darkness calls. You can run but he’ll catch up, try to hide and he’ll find out or stand up to fight: you’d lose your light in the black midnight. There’ll be no mercy when he comes. Bend down, surrender! Of all your kingdoms He’ll be the ender. Though this fierce knight has a frail side one he desperately tries to hide: a heart made of stone and cold that can’t be touched nor consoled.
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May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 7:49 PM UTC
The Shadow Knight
Cold and callous he approaches as the night falls. He’ll conquer this vast kingdom as darkness calls. You can run but he’ll catch up, try to hide and he’ll find out or stand up to fight: you’d lose your light in the black midnight. There’ll be no mercy when he comes. Bend down, surrender! Of all your kingdoms He’ll be the ender. Though this fierce knight has a frail side one he desperately tries to hide: a heart made of stone and cold that can’t be touched nor consoled.
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May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 7:49 PM UTC
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