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Her breath like the waters edge And I, the poor sailor, strayed Siren on high, weeping angel Beckoned me, amorous, to the foam Acceding her escort, fool evermore I'm submerged, the glint in her eye Machiavellian goddess and hellfire Biting down on the neck Choking through waves of aqua demise Failing to keep afloat
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Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 12:49 AM UTC
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Her breath like the waters edge And I, the poor sailor, strayed Siren on high, weeping angel Beckoned me, amorous, to the foam Acceding her escort, fool evermore I'm submerged, the glint in her eye Machiavellian goddess and hellfire Biting down on the neck Choking through waves of aqua demise Failing to keep afloat
#mermaid#ocean#sea#water#lost#love#thought#evil#monster
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Apr 18, 2021
Apr 18, 2021 at 12:49 AM UTC
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