My knight in shining armor.
My warrior in clothing, dark.
Dripping from your sword is blood.
From being trust deep within my heart.
You were my sun,
shinning light into the dark.
You were my moon,
We sat under in the park.
now you’ve left me for another.
leaving your sword in my back,
Though ill never forget you,
Ill never find you in all this black
kaily raven
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-love-8/
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