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The sirens
Rape , personality's , seduction.
Age.
It's one sensitive, deep , exploring topic.
A mind can ponder on things , certain elements and interactions that have combusted into you.
You can figure things out you never knew , what you don't like , what you do.
Its a new sea of explores and they're all in the same ship wreck.
In a big beautiful lagoon of wonders , flowers an Lilly pods.
Sex , age , responsibility.
Respect.
A guaranteed future , it's one vast horizon.
Each wave a pulling tide.
Emotions rip tide.
Emotions rip tide.
Each wave a pulling tide.
Encounters , belongings , hope.
Freedom .
Like an anchors rope.
Tide to a body , a motion shore of lullabies.
One sings every night.
Swimming across tides , into blissfull sunlight.
A bleak , warm , yet dessert horizon.
Eyes wide like a mythical siren.
The chimes of midnight strike , the lord send his holy light.
Age.
It's one sensitive, deep , exploring topic.
A mind can ponder on things , certain elements and interactions that have combusted into you.
You can figure things out you never knew , what you don't like , what you do.
Its a new sea of explores and they're all in the same ship wreck.
In a big beautiful lagoon of wonders , flowers an Lilly pods.
Sex , age , responsibility.
Respect.
A guaranteed future , it's one vast horizon.
Each wave a pulling tide.
Emotions rip tide.
Emotions rip tide.
Each wave a pulling tide.
Encounters , belongings , hope.
Freedom .
Like an anchors rope.
Tide to a body , a motion shore of lullabies.
One sings every night.
Swimming across tides , into blissfull sunlight.
A bleak , warm , yet dessert horizon.
Eyes wide like a mythical siren.
The chimes of midnight strike , the lord send his holy light.
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