How strange it is,

to only feel pain,

but inflict more

onto yourself.


How strange it is,

finally happy -

but terrified,

theives want that gift.


They can't take it,

not anymore.

I will bear them,

trusted weapons.


My happiness

will no longer

be that pirate,

depressions, plunder. 





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