Lament of Chaos
Aching
slowly spreading sorrows
Broken memories of skeletons past
bring us no joy now
Crushing melancholy
the onslaught, bittersweet
The mourning dance
between siblings and lovers
between friends and antagonists
Stages of where and when
remain subjective
Whilst characters yet eternal
like serpents tear at each other’s flesh
The cruel game
pitted against ourselves
in the grand arena
and still sparks that wicked gleam in the eyes of the Erinyes.
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