Donn think of carnalizing Ela, 'm thy ember,
being an ember wid a womb
n born outta a womb!
Immolating Ur Ass,
Incinerating thy fucking world!
I'm thy Pyrra, thy Hestia, thy Helena, Aithra n thy Neptunia too.
Walking via thy lane,
wid my bows n arrows to lash yr mean mug!!
~ElaRa
The use of "Et tu, Brutus" not only anchors it in Shakespearean legacy but also transforms it into a universal lament of trust broken by those closest. The juxtaposition of strength ("Gaius") with vulnerability ("then fall thy Caesar!") adds layers of depth.
It feels like a metaphor for personal sacrifice, betrayal, and the inevitable fall that comes with misplaced trust. Beautifully written, yet haunting. Would you like to explore more emotions behind this piece or let it stand as an ode to Caesar's timeless tragedy?

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