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Oct 2016
Oh, her sad siren songs
How they take me away

To the vast loneliness
Ocean blues I convey
Through the words that I write
Just to keep her at bay
Only cast me asunder
'Neath storm clouds of gray

As her sad siren songs'
Melancholic array

Resonates in my veins
Serenades me astray
Remolding my heart
To this misshapen clay
Distorted blood vessel
Sets course for dismay
When my solitude sails
So reluctantly sway

In her sad siren songs
That still seem to outweigh

My anchor left rusting
In sunken decay
And bottomless depths
Of awaiting someday
I'll drift back to her shores
Once more to fall prey

To her sad siren songs
How they steal me away
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  29/M/California
(29/M/California)   
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