Sirens wail for her lost Love
By Circe Avalon
Creeping Myrtle
to share in my pain
Our love has gone
And I disdain
Like the heart, beats now out at sea
guide the youth and bring him back to me
In Aphrodite hands
in frolic and lust
I did give to him
and he had my trust
My heart brings me woe
Oh tragedy do not bestow
Waters take him not from me
He is everything I need
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© 2008 Circe Avalon
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A former member wrote:
epicly tragic. .. . and beautifully metre'd out. . . ness
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A former member wrote:
oh how beautiful. *tears*