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Absyrtus



Bloodied, broken
limbs astray
Torn apart
left to decay

“Sister, sister,” cry aloud
She’s sailing from her duty’s bound
Left behind with crimson tears
Lifeblood pools out of his ears

“Sister, sister,” louder now
Medea’s running from her vow
Vengeance left in rotting bones
A soul left with no place called home

Earthen grave, to he succumbs
But one by one, his body’s strung
Legs are gifted to the buzzards
Arms are left to serve another

Eyes untouched and left to see
His sister and Jason sailing free