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When she saw him first, her paper burned with fire-passion of lust and love Cover blown, feather-quivering pages deep within
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My eyes have bore into the beginnings of time itself
My scales have proven dependable and indestructible
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They lash me to my ship’s stout mast, my arms
Are pinioned with a strong and wrist thick rope,
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Soul carrier, beholden to none,
Soaring on some unfelt breeze
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Come out from your fair castle made of naught but ice and stone
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Oh how delicate is my sweet muse Her eyes that shine as suns
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far from the sun being remote from darkness
through the the light in one world
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I am Sol Invictus,
Let ye mortals know:
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red haired seth seperates limb from torso until one living osiris becomes twelve dead pieces
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The song of the Siren is a sad one indeed 
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in the peppermint rain of the orange spun moon
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my anger melted snow as I woke to a brittle sky
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The forest silently screams with me
Protesting the death of its kin
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With a silvery claw he slashes the sky
and the rains begin to pour...
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my muse is beautiful my muse uses her words to heal not harm
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From the moment you laid eyes on her, You were enraptured by her exquisite beauty
by tigerjr228
35 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 20 8:17 PM. In Angst, Love, Pain, Sad, death, greek, mythology, loss, music
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A woman named Jupiter came down to Earth.
She married a man who kept her hidden in a gourd, destroying her sense of self worth.
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The ghosts who have no might nor gall
Do wait for beads of juice to fall
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the mermaid; golden-haired, beguiling,
hybrid siren of the ocean
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He is beautiful, even among the Gods. Not just a perfect body, but a perfect soul. He does not love her for her beauty, for she has none to speak of, not beauty like his mother, like him. He loves instead her strength, pass
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in you, My young ganymede, I find liberation / although I am the God of gods to all nations / My power is celestial, but My lust for you is
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Yeah...I know the stars in heaven shine real bright But...will you be alright in the noise without the lights?
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As I remember, The vision was so far away
Like a visage within a dream
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High hopes and dreams used to lie among the clouds.
But they fell like rain,
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Cold steel blades aching to be used A thread twisting in the air
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and so Echo is voiceless once more
as you are trapped in the Gorgon's eyes—
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A world of hardened glass in myriad colors, nor was it unlike sandstone caves;
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A violent autumn night,
twisting tufts of trembling fur,
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I’ve come to the waterside
Sadness in my step
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O’ flora be settled,
in ringlets of scarlet and three.
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Thunder
roars when its wings
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black ebony box
all trimmed in gold
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