Stealing the Fire
An open letter to Prometheus:
When Zeus looks down into your eyes
He'll seal your fate, and all your fame,
If you're going to steal the fire
You'll have to touch the flame.
Was it one year or one second?
Begin. Break the Skin. Salvation quickly driven in. Pride in fracture. In subjection. A new supply. Running red with purpose. Nothing less than flawless in design.
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