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The Chevalier
maybe it's a dream, and I just woke up!
or then I was drunk, I'm now sober
when I look back,
I see a horrific movie, my clone on the cast
But I never agreed to.

harsh realities shaped a holy monster;
dark times unraveled the mysteries,
who is who, what is what
taught him to hide and seek.

Trying hard to seal other wounds,
when his own are bleeding,
always wearing a smile makeup,
But tattooed anguish in his soul.
sacrificed but still got beheaded,
misunderstood,
Gave sweet and got bitter in return.

Feared a lone walk but turns to be his armor,
brave like knight, crafty like an eagle;
A sage camouflaged in folly.
© keivo