Falling salvos
Pummeled me with bare fists
And the earth danced wildly
Colors mingling
As I caved with haste
Forward I tumbled
Coursing with peril and shock
My bones still thundering
Ringing
As the curtains were drawn
Nightfall was brief
As I struggled to ascend
Reclaiming my resolve
To seize the faltering day
Like deafening howitzers
My arms slaved onward
Blazing with vigor
Toiling, upon mangled flesh
We were the ironclads
Consigned to our time
Boiling over
With primal hatred
We were the ironclads
Hopelessly marooned
To an isle
Preserved, only in mind
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