The Unfairness Of Angels

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 The dark Prince is a Knight
Upon this journey, i have created and yet i have no end
I ride a steed of honesty, love and sensitivity
I carry a sword that is only meant for evil
The evil that men do, and to avenge men's souls
I carry a bible that mentions no God
Only poems, and tales of truth and despair
Upon my journey i have read your poems
I know the issues and pain that you have faced
But i am warrior of gentlemanly virtue
And will not turn around now, to head back!
For i have been infected upon this journey
With a parasite so deadly its takes over your heart
It makes it beat, I feel the flow, the blood goes faster, harder
I think these things as i feel your hands wrapped around me
You sit behind me, looking into the new horizons
I am taking you to safety. I am taking you with me
Pain in the past, and crimes against you stand no merit here
A new life, the sandy torrents of hate have no place in my land
As the sun casts the dark shadows upon the floor
They will be the only black things in our life
For my love will shine upon this new world, 24hrs a day.








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