I am an knight of peace,
Burned and born in flame,
The beaming sun will not cease,
And nothing is ever the same.
It's time to run and change,
As the light travels fast,
Shooting beyond our range,
To make these changes last.
The moonlight beams off me,
With the looks into my soul,
Looking at my past, my misery,
Before my time I've grown far too old.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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