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Merchant-Man

 Days are passing by.

As I wrestle with my ambition.

Their armies are marching towards me.

And I don't have any clue of ammunition.

I close my eyes.

To un see it all.

I crawl towards my own death bead.

As I cry.

Bringing storm to my oceanic eyes.

Sweeping my will to live.

I fall into a deep dark abyss.

Only to find myself surrounded by jewels.

Rejuvenating me and giving me a renewal.

Casting their exuberance on the ammunitions.

Fully equipped with all the weapons.

I get out of my barricades.

To defeat the nuisance creators.

To reclaim my throne.

Rage within the ocean starts to settle.

I hold my guns and starts to battle.

Bursting thier heads of.

I turned this carnage into a carnival.

Which everybody enjoys.

With each kill I scrap off my joys.

Gradually turning into a toy.

Eventually being an idolized hero of a boy.










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