pieceof8

Forward ....each step takes me farther from the begining.

Weightless... unable to support my cumbersome soul..

Tired...can't seem to find the energy to sleep..

Hungery...no urge to consume..

Charity..only the greedy can survive..

Anger..a bounty of contentment..

Life...an empty wasteland of death..

Some Booty

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Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrgghhh!

Pirate's Life

AhhhhhhhhCHUE!

No food for several days, no sleep for even more.
Up and dowm my body rocks, the waves of deleusion turns my stomach into knots. Stinging eyes burn from sweat. I see the fear, and feel the threat. I make my way to everywhere, yet, I have never left. From here to there I hate that trek, It takes so long, and hurts like heck....
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