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once there was a White Knight who stole away my fears rode a mare called Dignity out of thin air he appeared once there was a White Knight equal in loyalty as in compassion he slayed the dragons inside my heart in the humblest of known fashion once there was a White Knight with a past as black as night who had become the best all on his own and now claimed every fight once there was a White Knight who sang lullabies in my ear countless hours in fields of poppies when he held me, called me Dear once there was a White Knight always coming to my aid taught me about love and its function never asking to be paid once there was a White Knight who never really said goodbye a court of fools he called friends stood by like ramparts where he could hide once there was a White Knight who still professed to care said he still respected my person and that if I must call, he would be there once there was a White Knight but now he exists no more potions, mirrors, black screens lie scattered across the floor once there was a White Knight but now I bid him take his leave because I've discovered the only Knight I need is the Knight that's inside of me
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 2:02 AM UTC
the White Knight
once there was a White Knight who stole away my fears rode a mare called Dignity out of thin air he appeared once there was a White Knight equal in loyalty as in compassion he slayed the dragons inside my heart in the humblest of known fashion once there was a White Knight with a past as black as night who had become the best all on his own and now claimed every fight once there was a White Knight who sang lullabies in my ear countless hours in fields of poppies when he held me, called me Dear once there was a White Knight always coming to my aid taught me about love and its function never asking to be paid once there was a White Knight who never really said goodbye a court of fools he called friends stood by like ramparts where he could hide once there was a White Knight who still professed to care said he still respected my person and that if I must call, he would be there once there was a White Knight but now he exists no more potions, mirrors, black screens lie scattered across the floor once there was a White Knight but now I bid him take his leave because I've discovered the only Knight I need is the Knight that's inside of me
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 2:02 AM UTC
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