Saturday, 14 March 2015

Siren

Some creatures' blood runs cold inside
But only where they can't be spied
For frozen hearts choose to reside
Where they cannot be shattered

For coolness is a villain's pride
But also wherein deep fears hide
Yet romance is an awful guide
So I can't be bothered

My lack of envy is implied
When lovers feel unsatisfied
With being all but starry-eyed
So much they'd not discovered

For I was once a blushing bride
Whose sacred knot became untied
By one who promised then who lied
And never quite recovered

Where cliff and icy sea collide
I gave my last breath to the tide
And with my heart my love has died
So I remain cold-blooded

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