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Apr 2016
I grow tired
Of hearing
The sirens song
While I cast adrift
On countless oceans
I'm only trying
To make it home
They only lure me
To my doom

I grow weary
Of singing
The sirens song
While I'm wrecking into
A rocky island
I'm only trying
To be at peace
Their only sharing
A disease

and I love
The way she whispers
To me
And it is louder
Than when I'm close to them
Their songs turn into screams
And all the dreams
They give me
Now are nightmares

I love the way she says my name

I've felt love before
While my ships
On the ocean floor
And I'm drowning
Close to a shore
She could save me
And she would
If I could let her
But I can't

Most want to destroy

THE WAY YOU WHISPER MY NAME

*NOT ALL ARE MUSES LIKE YOU ARE
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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