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Sep 2018
When the days are short
and the nights are long
that's when I hear
your siren's song
sweetly calling me
to the shore
with the promise
to love and adore
(so) clearly I hear
the closer I go
ignoring (the) warnings
of the rocks below
I see your silhouette
I taste your song
no matter the cost
with you I belong
I cast aside caution
only one thing on my mind
with my imminent wreckage
you will be mine
Alex Hanna
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Alex Hanna  31/M
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