Siren's Call
Love's definitely a problem for the weary, They sit in the gloom waiting for a miracle. When they don't find what they're waiting for, They give up completely. Roaming through the couples ever so slowly, Wondering if the sea will swallow eternity. Time passes, The body rippens, The soul sharpens, And the mind collapses. The weary sit down for a break, realizing love is at stake. Their feeling is numb to the world, Their pity is thrown in a whirl. The words they speak are drifting away, Their eyes keeping evil at bay. The mystery love has to offer, The weary must now go after, And cure us of this grand disaster, While hate finds the cure to this cancer. -Cameron
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