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Originally posted by shipwreck
In the eyes of a dieing man,
There is a story to be told.
A story thats weatherd a lifetime,
A story thats grown old.
Where a warrior mounts his gallant steed,
And travels to distant lands,
Where he will meet his imortal foe in combat,
Where he will make his finale stand.
His foe will be easy to see,
For his steed is hollow black,
He makes one trip for each warrior,
He has no reason to come back.
He will take his life like a trophy,
Carry it away like the wind.
Leaving only memories,
With those he called his friends.
The warrior has no place to hide,
He has no place to rest.
For his imortal foe,
Wears the face of death.

Shipwreck