Spread These Wings and Fly to Clearer Skies
I agree with you but.....
Friday, November 17, 2006
Knight
She asked me to be her knight
In shining armour.
I looked,
My armour was rusty,
My horse out to grass,
My blade lay dull
And my shield too torn.
How could I be
Her knight
When I couldn't even be
A pawn
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