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Jan 2013
We dont take no for an answer
We the sirens of the seven seas
We mark our territory
we claim who we want.
We were here first
in a land of magic.
Until the darkness came
It swallowed everything we knew
The water was our guard
It washed away the vicious dark
And what remained of the battle
Were pieces of land.
Soon people came to live
Close to the sea.
They had nice men
We were only female.
the men forged boats
To explore the water
We reeled them in
Imprisoned them in dungeons
they were under our spell
Honeyed voices wove.
They were willing slaves
We were seductive mistresses.
we had intense ******
Made more of our kind.
Their life force fostered our kind
As they died out.
The more we made babies,
the more men that died.
We needed more of them
We cast a spell.
That men will go from one to another
always searching for better
in the end only we
Their desires can satisfy.
Mia
Written by
Mia  F/Paris
(F/Paris)   
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