A ship it is, lost in middle of the sea as all that sailed on vanished into no where,what was their wrong as all they wanted was to go long.
What would she do if she was just a statue hung there,for good they thought of you,with peace they left and sorrow you caused.
Oh little Mary,what has she done to you,had you know you wouldn't let her Befriend you.Has your gone astray?,I thought for days.
For a moment he thought he was free from his master but for eternity he was wrong.
What was left for her, she thought,as she almost died for whom she lost.
That night far they had gone.To return they thought but her wish for them was to go on.
Sweet she was,as she would play with me.Evil beneath,was what I couldn't see until she rouse to take my soul.
The lost ship which he sailed was lost in the middle of the sea again.
By Alamin
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