My pen-name means nothing now,
It will never be used;
Like the final scene in a tragic movie:
The hero's essence explodes,
A thousand glitter-teardrops
Flutter to the world below;
Despair.
I am no hero,
I live no adventure.
My prose is but broken
Strings of adapted song
Mangled out of its verse-form.
My pen-name is a joke,
It means nothing now;
For it will never be used.
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