cavaliere fantasma

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Empty armor

Black as night

Soulless and dead

The bane of light

Helm like a mask

No emotion or shame

Only two eyes slits

Seeking to blame

A shroud of the broken

Clasped by insanity

With a cowl to conceal

The sadness and vanity

A blood bathed blade

From a lovely betrayal

The kiss of death

Marks it's seal

A quiver of lies

And a bow of deceit

Shooting down those

Who dare to retreat

Dagger concealed

Until one comes near

To be stung by its sting

That all know and fear

A battered old shield

From battles of past

Every scratch and mark

Have a shadow to cast

Inside of the armor

Is ruins of a heart

Cold and shattered

Broken apart

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