Chivalry isn't dead
Both have been murdered and resurrected by hearts chambers
Ahead of every break it took artillery and brakes to misplace the truth and concept of both freedoms
Simplicity never ran with boredom
Depth never ran with facades
Barricades in emotional turn overs
The floor seats to life's game priced and over paid
Bibles bore fallacies and truths
Religions crowded by church praising brutes
The truth reached into the eyes of the honest
Drenching every adjustment into its palace
I saw virgins with enough experience for novels
I saw promiscuous bodies entangled in the lost pleasures of minutes
Deeply sought and resistant to internal battles
Systematically misplacing myself in disrupted riddles
Passionately delivered from expectations punctuations
Secluded in the crowded abyss of the many stations
Flipping through overdrawn and ignored expectations
I sat still... pondered... and said this is my version
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