I am a white knight
With shattered armours
And a scattered heart
What's worse is that,
I'm living in a broken time
Furiously fighting for my land,
Even after the war has end.
Everything that I'm fighting for,
Has been dead and gone for so long
And the princess that I'm protecting,
Has long left the tower.
When everything feels so nostalgic,
And despondency comes into mind,
Should I stand my ground
Or should I surrender?
;N.I
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Dead Poets
Poetry"Poets are among the damned, cursed to commiserate over their loss, to reach with outstretched hands-" -Lang Leav
