Bewitched

Like a seaweed,
Drowning in salt water
My friendship for you
Has withered just as slowly.

Long past,
Are the days,
When you had the ability to walk on water.
Holding a mighty title,
Befitting a king.

Now you’re just a mere mortal boy.
Bewitched by a mermaid
You call your future wife.
Willing to give up everything you've ever known.
For a chance to flop around with fins.
In murky waters,
You have yet to navigate.

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