Army Of Me

Time for me to battle

Regardless of whether I am right or wrong

I must show my strength

Against the raising tide

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As endless adversaries rise

I decline to pass on

Persevering

As those I detest start

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To encompass me

Pulling my sharp edge from its holster

This is a battle

That only i should win

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For losing in my psyche is a wrongdoing

Deserving of death

I will never surrender

Their bodies

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Shake the earth

As they charge

Towards me

Displaying cutting edges in their arms

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I am distant from everyone else

However I keep them under control

Cleave off their heads

Alongside their appendages

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Their dark blood regurgitates all over

An attractive smile

Shows up all over

As I separate another head

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It falls flawlessly off the neck

My foes fall like clears out

Triumph is by all accounts mine to pick up

Just through a short time

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Be that as it may, as the sun sets

The ocean of adversaries is as yet perpetual

Do I truly have a shot?

Eight ridiculous hours cruise by

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Also, finally

Triumph is mine

As I overcome the general

Put his head on a pike

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This could be known as a marvel

Or on the other hand basically blind luckiness

Maybe it was ability and aptitude

That pulled me through

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Also, made me win

Despite the fact that I was separated from everyone else

Something plunging started

Within me

Influencing me to appear to be invulnerable

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Regardless of the a huge number of adversaries

Against just a single of me

I guaranteed my triumph

Through my army of me.

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( image art by: Wang Ling )