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He’s cruel and stupid, and ignores His omened doom, pronounced, decreed, And mine with his, no ranted screed. Though I must speak, I pray it bores. The direst warnings couldn’t save My family, or those I loved. When prophecy failed, I should have shoved Them from the palace to some cave. Now it’s too late to intervene, And force can spare their murderer. I should prevent, but I’ll demur, And perish too. I’m just sixteen. I’ve suffered, but don’t want to die, Especially not matched with him. Even so, I’ll meet my downfall prim, Trojan royalty too brave to cry.
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Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 1:22 PM UTC
Cassandra
He’s cruel and stupid, and ignores His omened doom, pronounced, decreed, And mine with his, no ranted screed. Though I must speak, I pray it bores. The direst warnings couldn’t save My family, or those I loved. When prophecy failed, I should have shoved Them from the palace to some cave. Now it’s too late to intervene, And force can spare their murderer. I should prevent, but I’ll demur, And perish too. I’m just sixteen. I’ve suffered, but don’t want to die, Especially not matched with him. Even so, I’ll meet my downfall prim, Trojan royalty too brave to cry.
And a song for poor Cassandra too. I never faulted Clytemnestra for killing that **** Agamemnon but why did she have to **** Cassandra too? She was his *** slave not his paramour.
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Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 1:22 PM UTC
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