To show sympathy for a goddess who controls the single most effective and terrible tool that should be shared and shown,

That is often misused and misunderstood.

Don’t know why and watching Fortuna take the wheel,

As the goddess of love becomes the goddess of time,

A memory of the glass that was a hand that can never be reached.

Either side of the hourglass, finally free,

Resentment would be, knowing you had everything,

And they took it away.

So perhaps it’s best to turn away, so that they can’t take it away again

Now every start is cheating,

How cruel.

Vows are for fools and dolts after all.

Desiring nothing, desiring to be over because desiring happiness is an undefined nothing, that has never been found.

And the family friendly message, tasted bitter to me

Because there is no one who would open their eyes for me,

And no one who would be willing to break those lines and chains

Only to be left as the plunge into the frozen waters

The frozen heart in the frozen waters,

Sinking further.

Some of the figures, harder to spot, but there’s always one,

This one is faceless.

The red tag.

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