Alara Koc Poet Rhyme

My Armor Is Heavy, I Don'T Feel It

I am standing on nations
Looking down on others
soon they'll flee

The crimson oceans
Are hiding behind skeletons
I must set them free

Bones will undergo fission
I am a hero on a mission
I must set them free

I will cut through your abdomen
Your guts are spilling from your abdomen

Who are them to stand in front of me?
They won’t have the guts to stand in front of me

I cut through limbs to pave my way
Nothing can stand in my way

Wild rivers are stranded in there
They call me, I here it coming from there

I hear my spear crunching skulls
I am destined atop a throne of skulls

I love seeing their iris turn black
More black than my armor black

I am not done until I am done
That which does not kill me should run

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