The knot around the neck won't crack it
unless somebody pulls while going away.
Spontaneous combustion of a cracked figurehead,
of a sinking ship without wind in its sails.
The blowing of tired lungs cannot become a typhoon.
Typhon attempts to destroy Zeus at the will of Gaia,
because Zeus has imprisoned the Titans,
will you dare to rise and be a titanide?
Words that are lost in a burnt paper,
faces that fade as they turn their backs
in a neverending path to the land of the forgotten
to a land where forgiveness means nothing
as there is nothing left behind to be forgiven.
Does it really matter if she will pull the trigger?
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