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I am a knight, Yet, I carry no sword, nor ride a sturdy stead. My domed armour, an architectural wonder, Its smooth curvature, my only defence. Fragile, I withstand great force. Unyielding, I surrender under pressure When struck, I succumb to my inevitable fate. Helpless as the enemy raids my stronghold. Fractured, blood oozes from my gouging wound. Shattered, surrounded by the fragments of my doomed existence. Discarded, I am left, forgotten.
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 12:42 AM UTC
I am a Knight (Riddle Poem)
I am a knight, Yet, I carry no sword, nor ride a sturdy stead. My domed armour, an architectural wonder, Its smooth curvature, my only defence. Fragile, I withstand great force. Unyielding, I surrender under pressure When struck, I succumb to my inevitable fate. Helpless as the enemy raids my stronghold. Fractured, blood oozes from my gouging wound. Shattered, surrounded by the fragments of my doomed existence. Discarded, I am left, forgotten.
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 12:42 AM UTC
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