The Dying Knight

Its a moonless night,
A river basin, squirmed in a tidal flight.
Fleet of waves bring a Cavalier half dead.
Drenched in the cubits and stained in red.
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Its a furious tale of pain & agony,
Battle against the dark and fall of the last harmony.
Though he went down, against the rise of the rogue.
But fought till the last, a gallant warrior in vogue.
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Subriguos land with fading, dying renditions,
Reminiscence echoes and the knight falls in a delusion,
Onto his last, he remembers his struggle and the cause.
His fights for the freedom, as the coming ages will applause.
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The reign of the shadows finally occupy the realm so vast..
A dying fugitive, lies and breathes his last.