Poetry :: Camelot
07 . 21 . 2003
This melancholy ghost has me
Locked in the darkness
Of my own castle's dungeon deapths.
Where is my hero
To force drawbridge down over moat
And fight my battles?
Come from Camelot, Pendragon
And save fair maiden
From the spectre of darker self
And its deep hunger.
Then may we make our long journey
Back to Apple Isle
Where the mysteries will be free
For us to explore.
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