well this is what i’ve been doing with my life
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I. Sing to me, O’ Muse, Of the High-School Prophets With thoughts so infinite They pound against their teenaged skulls To the beat of a migraine Let them scream their truths all they want There is no Delphi here Nobody will believe them When they say they can see the world burn II. Sing to me Of the High-School Helen of Troy The whole school knows she has a face That could launch a thousand ships She just wants to pass chemistry But how can she When even the teacher sees her As a conquest A prize to be fought for and won And once they’ve ripped her apart They’ll call her Temptress, Siren, Thief of her own childhood. III. Sing to me Of the High-School Gods Vibrant and reckless and young They may be immortal But they are not invincible Hephaestus hobbles on useless legs Around the autotech garage While Aries lets Aphrodite kiss his battle scars Under the bleachers And Hades walks arm in arm With a girl so beautiful He must have stolen her. Empty lots and shopping malls are their temples. IV. Sing to me Of the High-School Heroes With their football pads and prom queen crowns for armour The swords are gone And the hubris is all an act Their monsters choose a more Internal battlefield They don’t get armies This time, They fight alone in their heads Chasing ichor down a bottle In hopes of becoming divine. V. Sing to me, O’ Muse, Of the High-School Poet Who writes it all down.
The Myths Feel A Bit Too Real Nowadays
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the order is off and the two snapchats aren't related but they fit together nicely
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