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Midnight Cavalry
Burned by the yellow eyes
Who can't understand compassion,
I cower to the dark iris
Who protect their star pupil.
Learning that
When I fear the scorn of day,
I turn to my night in shining armor.
Who can't understand compassion,
I cower to the dark iris
Who protect their star pupil.
Learning that
When I fear the scorn of day,
I turn to my night in shining armor.
Published 27th Aug 2009
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