August 21, 2011
On a white horse you rode

to save me from hell.

You swept me up

and saved me from myself.

My knight in shining armor,

that you were.

You were the greatest thing in my life to occur.

I took your hand when you put down your guard

I fell in your trap

when you opened your arms.

For when I couldn't escape I saw

it was not armor shining

or a noble steed

But your lies glittering across your chest,

your prisoner; Me.

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