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siren-song
cast out like weeds and worn-out fashion
clarion bells sedate my passion
abjure the siren-song of love
and all the treachery thereof
a lonely heart is still defined
by sight of love, but love is blind
lovers to loneliness are doomed
as sailors on a shoal, marooned
confine my tears to poem and prose
beware the thorn that slew the rose
conceal my wounds aesthetically
and love will not remember me
Published 29th Jun 2013
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Anonymous
29th Jun 2013 2:52am
This, simply put, is a masterpiece. Un grand bravo, cher.
29th Jun 2013 3:15am
29th Jun 2013 4:44am
This is beautiful and also has a impact on the reader. I agree this is a masterpiece and most surly ones of my favorites from you. You can tell a story with so few words.
29th Jun 2013 1:27pm
