Sunset Battle

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A Knight rides on his Steed

  Black as Night

Racing forward,Pushing through

  Walls of Thorns and Evil

Sweeping his Blade,Killing all it touches

  Time is of the Essence

Brides whisper in Hushed Voices

  Sending Love with each Kiss

The Hero wins,Gracefully Bowing

  Accepting the Honor of True Love

Embracing His gift,Arms surrounding Her

  Winning the Test of Time

Holding the Terrors of the Battles

  Letting Nightmares go

Finally Understanding the Reasons

  Forgiving the Destruction

It is as It was,and Always Shall Be

  Together Forever and Always, ...

As it Should Be

                                 By:Jenn

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