The Fallen Knight
DREW his sword
From it's sheath
And tremendously
STABBED himself
From his ear,
to his cortex,
And ended to his heart
Then only,
he realized
There Is SWORD in his
Hands no more
Only his
locution that kept
On repeating itself.
Finally, he then
Woke from his
FANTASIES.
-MikaelVenFilia
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