the fall of olympus

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the fall of olympus // narrative

high off in chipped, imperial splendor

gods sit on thrones of once grandiose gold

prideful and vain, they did not surrender

now their powers are not in their control

the bright sun shone through apollo's powers

crystal waters raged through poseidon's might

now the glowing blue firmament cowers

and the ocean waves no longer affright

the silver halls of olympus crumbles

and gold infused statues crack at the seams

the potbellied gods recklessly stumble

vainglorious goddesses glumly dream

of the time before great Olympus fell

of the time before heaven became hell

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