The pirates flank

The creaks within the board

moved wet beneath my feet

over anchored heavy waters

splashing death upon the meek,

clean waves heaving flesh

as still as rocks on shore

the pleas for the life to live

smothered out and heard no more,

the last among a desperate crew

who fought to the bitters end

now waiting to my final breath

which I struggle to defend,

but my world it fades to a murky sea

where sounds evade my ears

hands fall limp from clinging

and salt water drowns out my tears.

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