In the shadow of darkness
Walks a mighty knight
Dressed in shielded armor
Ready to combat a fight

The paper is my battlefield
While my pen, is a weapon
Choosing a suitable ink
Wondering what will happen

Focusing on ruled lines
My vision, now my enemy
Sitting upright on my desk
Thinking of you and me

Writing our love story
With your favorite color red
Feeling ashamed and sorry
As you breath, the last breath on my bed

I was always strong at hearts
Like indeed a knight at times
Now am like a lost kid, drawn apart
Blamed on a lost battle - committed a crime

The lights have flicked off in a rage
In this dark room, as the candle burns on
The wax drips on this unfinished page
My life to, has undoubtedly gone

A slit on my wrist as the red ink flows
Your love has put me in such a state
Losing you, my life now goes
The death of this knight has become a fate...


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