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Nov 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
The feeling of addiction, when it catches you in your weakest moments
Alex Hanna
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Alex Hanna  31/M
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