excruciating pain of defeat
when it's your own heart, emptied,
the prize of winning, now playing.
giant of the skies will open ready to swallow
overflowing with all the greed,
that everything he had built, it was you.
But the pain does not kill the will.
yet fair, you have to admit the loss.
still alive, you must rebuild your everything.
You again, you wake horizon.
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